I was shocked that the situation quickly turned life-threatening. I remember thinking that the flames that had begun to destroy my university would do the same to my apartment.
CAPE TOWN, South Africa — It was a Sunday morning when I was stunned when a fire that caught my attention with its colors wavering across the mountain.
As it escalated, my awe turned into fear.
As the fires spread towards the University of Cape Town on April 18, students and staff fled the historic building to escape the inferno.
Although I live off-campus, the danger from the fires crept into the inner city so rapidly, I braced to evacuate my residence.
I woke up and got on with making breakfast.
Table Mountain overlooks the University of Cape Town and is visible from my kitchen window.
As I glanced out, I saw the mountain engulfed with patches of fire. Because I had not seen a wildfire before, I was captivated by its colors on the backdrop of the mountain.
At no point did I imagine fleeing as the wind seemed to be steering it away.
Then calm turned into chaos. The fire situation had escalated.
Helicopters veered to the area and dumped water while on the ground. Fire brigades made their way to the scene.
For a moment, between 12 and 1 p.m, the fire seemed to be under control, but I quickly realized that was a false assumption. It was sort of like the fire paused to re-blaze.
The fire surged onto Rhodes Memorial, a structure built above the University campus, and then toward the university’s upper campus.
I was shocked that the situation quickly turned life-threatening. I remember thinking that the flames that had begun to destroy my university would do the same to my apartment.
At the same time, my friend who lives in the university’s residence rushed to my apartment for shelter. She was evacuated from her residence and was distressed.
The firefighters contained the fires before they could reach my apartment.
I was the only option of immediate safety for my friend. I started to think of how my food supply was low when she arrived, and I did not know how I would sustain the both of us.
I became stressed thinking about how we might survive with a limited supply of food, toiletries, and clothes. It could be days or weeks before she returns to her residence.
I reached out to organizations that came out to help stranded students.
The days following the fire were some of the most challenging days that I had experienced, but I was thankful we were not injured.