In the tiny clinic, Dr Sasilia Daniel said she feared an outbreak of cholera.In Mata'ie, there are many parents who have lost children, and many orphans crying pitifully for their parents. "A lot of people are suffering from mental trauma and depression," Dr Daniel said.. Moratuwa is much quieter now. So the bereaved will never be able to mourn over a body, or give their closest family members a proper burial.Sitting in a tent that she shares with 70 refugees in Mata'ie, Lindayanti recounted the events that reduced the province to ruins.

Pulling at chunks of hair and weeping frequently, she said: "When the earthquake came, we all ran out of the house. Suddenly people were screaming that water was coming from the sea."My husband grabbed our children and took me by the hand, and we ran But after only 10 paces, the wave came. I couldn't hold on to my husband's hand anymore, and we were swept in different directions The water threw me up and down, again and again I kept sinking and being crashed against broken buildings. When I looked around, I realised I was in Punge, two kilometres from my home in Blango."I tried to grab on to a floating mangrove tree, but I got trapped behind it I couldn't see clearly because I had lost my glasses A man lifted me out and I got on his shoulders. Someone took me into their house."The next day I tried to find my family I saw my neighbour's children on their own.

I took them in and looked after them, but then their mother came to find them. I was very sad, because she has still got her children."I have searched all the refugee camps and I can't find my family. I am sure my children are not still alive, particularly my boy, because he was just a baby But I still hope my husband is alive. I believe he is alive, because he is a very good swimmer and he can stay under the water for a long time."I dream about my children every night I hope they are happy in paradise.

Every time I see a little boy or a little girl in the camp, I remember my children and cry. I don't think I can stand it anymore."I want someone to give me some new glasses, so that I can see properly and carry on looking for my family."At the camp that is now Lindayanti's home, there are no toilets or washing facilities Shelter is inadequate, and refuse is strewn all around. Thousands of victims are still buried under rubble, and the corpses that have been recovered are now unrecognisable. The authorities say a large proportion will never be identified.