When that earthquake hit, I was in middle school, in our sex-ed class. It was weird. I noticed that the pens in the pen holder on the dry-erase board on the wall were rattling a bit. I thought that was very odd, and so I jumped under my desk. No one else thought much of it until a couple seconds later when the floor started shaking, then everyone else was under their desks too. We all went out to the track and waited for our parents to come get us. I remember being kind of terrified, and extremely excited at the same time. Since then, I have had this sort of desire to become a geologist. I study geology as much as I can. Plate tectonics have completely entranced me. I have been checking the earthquake listings on the USGS website frequently, and I have noticed that the intensity and frequency of major earthquakes is growing. I’m intrigued by this. I kind of feel like something major is about to happen with the planet. Everything is changing – it’s beautiful, but it is something we need to prepare ourselves for.
I remember in my geology class, we watched a video about the Pacific Northwest being on a subduction zone, which naturally means we’re earthquake-prone. In this video, they said that once every 500 years or so, a HUGE earthquake occurs off the coast of Washington/Oregon. Like… a 10.0 sort of deal, triggering tsunamis of massive scale, that hit every coastline in the Pacific Ocean. They also said that this earthquake hasn’t come for several hundreds of years, so we’re due for a BIG one. Kind of exciting, eh?