Word: balakot
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Dates: during 2005-2005
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...everyone has been so helpful. In supposedly more civilized areas around the towns of Muzaffarabad and Balakot, gangs of thugs attacked aid convoys, stealing supplies for themselves while pushing the injured, women and children aside. In Kala Dhaka, UNICEF dropped off tents for 1,000 families, 2,000 blankets, 1,000 sweaters, 10 tons of wheat, five tons of lentils and five tons of cooking oil?the oil a gift of the U.S., read the labels on boxes. For once, the Kala Dhaka tribes greeted outsiders with grateful smiles?not gunfire...
...Balakot, Pakistan, a town of 20,000 people that was reduced to a muddy smear, it took the army three days to arrive, even though its base is only 20 miles away. When troops finally converged on a collapsed school building to help dig out some 200 students trapped inside, enraged parents hurled stones at the soldiers. As choppers touched down in wrecked mountain hamlets, survivors mobbed the crews and fought one another for blankets and biscuits. Some Pakistani officials reported that several times stranded earthquake victims clung to a chopper as it lifted off, nearly causing it to crash...
...still being uncovered. The quake struck as children were in their morning classes, in shabbily built schools that crumbled under the first shock waves, crushing thousands of boys and girls. Four days after the quake, a teacher named Said Rasool traveled down from his village to seek help in Balakot, his cream-colored trousers still stained with the blood of his dead students. He wandered from one cluster of soldiers to another, pleading that they help him try to dig out his students. But there was still too much work to be done in Balakot before the soldiers could follow...
...Balakot Hundreds of children die when their school collapses...
...Balakot, I met a teacher, Said Rasool, who had come down from one of these villages to seek help. He was so dazed and desperate that, even four days after the earthquake, he still hadn't washed the blood of his students off his cream-colored trousers as he wandered from one cluster of soldiers to another, pleading that they come back to his village and help him dig out his students. But there was still too much work to be done in Balakot before the soldiers could follow the teacher up into the mountains. And by then...