Yesterday I wrote that there was no harm done by the morning's 6.4 earthquake down south. I wrote that an hour after the quake; later there were reports of some damage and injuries, but overall, we got off very lightly.
Not all earthquake injuries go reported. About twenty years ago, I had a friend called Banana. She was deathly afraid of earthquakes. In one mild quake, she was responsible for the only earthquake related injury in Taiwan, and it never got reported until now. When the building started to shake, she shoved her ten year old daughter under the dining room table with such force and anxiety that she rammed her daughter's head into the leg of the table. No damage from the earthquake, just her daughter rolling on the floor clutching her forehead and screaming bloody murder.
After that, her three children drew the line. They said they would take their chances with earthquakes, but they told Banana to leave them alone and fend for herself.
From then on, whenever there was a tremor, the kids would gather around to laugh at Banana huddling underneath the dining room table.
You know what? After a while, they cured her of her phobia. She figured getting squashed by falling debris was preferable to getting jeered at by her kids.
And they were right, too. In an earthquake, you should never take refuge under a table or car. Lie next to it, and let it take the weight of whatever is falling.