Typhoon-Filled Life

I grew up in Catbalogan City, the capital town of Western Samar, where my parents and older sister and her family currently live. It's no secret, at least not to us locals, that our beloved region is frequently visited by typhoons due to our geographic location. We don't count, we probably lost count but heavy rains usually come around June, just in time for the school days opening.
When I was in gradeschool, our rented apartment in barangay San Pablo would get flooded everytime there was a heavy rainfall and I mean around one meter of floodwater inside our house. So the entire family would evacuate our things to the second floor and return them once the rain stopped and the water subsided. We didn't count but imagine how many times we would have to evacuate our things considering the Philippines gets visited by a typhoon 20 times average in a year. Since streets would get flooded, too, I do remember walking through the floods from school going to our house as early as in my elementary years. When I started highschool, we moved to our a house in the mountain area and have spared ourselves the risks of flooding only to have land erosion/landslide dangers within our village because some parts of the mountain had not been riprapped properly by the developer (i.e. the government housing agency). When I moved to Manila, it was the same storyline except the floodwater was disturbingly dirty and I had to work despite the unmoving traffic of vehicles and people jammed, stuck in flooded streets.
Amidst life risks, everyone manages to go through one typhoon after another just fine. Some not so lucky than the others, but this is ordinary life in the Philippines.