Me and My Lucky Landings

The spirit shrine where Scarlett came off her bike

The spirit shrine where Scarlett came off her bike

By Scarlett

My lucky landings have served me well over the whole of travelling.

At KC’s at Chitwan National Park a piece of bamboo treehouse fell at me. It was the tallest one and was about six metres. Luckily, instead of landing on my head, it landed very close – on my shoulder. So when we went trekking again, I didn’t have to carry my own rucksack.

The second time was, just as my shoulder healed, when I had my big fall in Nepal. I fell five metres and instead of breaking both my legs I only broke one! And I didn’t have to carry my rucksack. Again.

The third time was a week after I had an x-ray saying I could run and jump again. I had a bike crash. I was going downhill on a rented bicycle and my brakes weren’t working. I kept going faster and faster and couldn’t stop. I was very, very, very, very, very scared. Daddy was urging me on. My sisters were going slower because their brakes were working so there was just me and Daddy there. I managed to get round about five or six corners before it happened…

A corner came up and hit me. Or more like it hit me all along the side of my bike. I went flying. My bike came after me. I think I landed before it.

What happened next was a mystery. One minute I was on the ground, the next minute I was in Daddy’s arms. Well, things like that do happen when you bump your head.

The rest of the family arrived a few minutes later. But that time, Daddy’s t-shirt was a little bit bloody. Mummy asked me whether or not I was alright. I said, “yes”.

It was lucky because instead of landing in the undergrowth and wild places where snakes could live, or the big drop further up, I landed just in front of a spirit house on the softest bit of earth I could have landed on.

Mummy found my shoe eventually. And even though she doesn’t believe in spirits she did a little pray to them to say thank you. Daddy found me a little plastic superhero with moving arms on the floor and I called him Squiddo the Superhero. I think both of them working together saved me from breaking anything.

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About Janet

I'm a 41 year old mother of triplet girls, who are the centre of my universe. I'm an active, busy person: I commute, work full time, regularly run & am learning the piano. Life has been good. I've recently been devastated by my husband's diagnosis of an astrocytoma glioma - an invasive brain tumour that there is no cure for. This blog is Fergus's story, told from my viewpoint.

8 thoughts on “Me and My Lucky Landings

  1. Oh Tettie – What an exciting story. My heart is going bump,bump bump!

    Please take care.

    I am saying lots of prayers for you.

    Nana xxx


  2. My poor little Tettie!! You have been very brave. You’re doing so well and I LOVE the way you write. It’s VERY entertaining. Sending you all my love, Auntie Louise xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx


  3. Well – you certainly seem to be “lucky”, but I wouldn’t necessarily call it good luck! PLEASE BE CAREFUL!!! We want you (and your sisters) back in one piece!

    PS I am learning to play the guitar at school.


  4. They say mishaps come in threes so I think you’ve had your share now Scarlett. The rest of your travelling should be a breeze. Thank goodness you weren’t hurt more! I love reading about all your adventures. We often follow the blog at school after swimming on Friday. Love Mrs Pxx


  5. It is a wonderful spirit shrine that you managed to crash land near but I enjoyed more your spirit of optimism that saw the good fortune even in your accidents. Not many people can do that. Good for you. We are enjoying your blog Love Nanna Avril Grandad Rob and Marmalade


  6. Pingback: Paradise Found | Travels with Triplets

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