On Being a Storyteller / by John Javellana

Typhoon Yolanda survivors waiting for dinner under the full moon in Tacloban November 19, 2013. 

It's been 11 days and counting since I've covered Yolanda's devastation of the region. Until this day I am still in awe of how massive this event is. With every day that passses by, it has been more and more pronounced that this isn't just a challenge for my country, but it is for the whole world as well. How humanity responds to the worst storm in recorderd history can say a lot about the history that we are yet to write.

If there was one thing that I have been so frustrated with on a personal level throughout this experience, is that I am not a storyteller. Not a good one at least. Yes, I can take photographs but there is so much more to it. There are a million stories ranging from the outright tragic to the most unbelievable ones that define how individuals can be so amazing in the face of absolute despair. These are stories that matter. Stories that should matter. Stories I cannot seem to tell completely. Hopefully someday I will.