“Life’s Daily Inspiration” Ship Wrecked!
Well we’re off on an adventure today to the land of memories. I’ve had such fun recounting some of my brother Carl and I escapades. Thought I’d share this one. Another “Life’s Daily Inspiration in a childhood memory of days gone bye.
At the time of course I never would have thought about this being written about. But, Oh at the things we could dream up!
Again let me say are main source of entertainment was our imagination. There wasn’t all the options kids have today. Which is immaterial because there wasn’t any extra money for those kind things.
So that helped along these recounting of my “life’s daily inspiration.”
I was about 9 years old and we lived in Florida, Orlando to be exact. And ever the tomboy my brother Carl and I went down to the lake behind the house. I now realize as an adult it wasn’t very big. But, back then it was huge! With a little Island in the middle. One side backed up to woods. Another to the road. And another to a large hill. And the last to the row of houses. One of which was out our back door. Complete with a creek running into the small lake.
I tell you all this to try to give you a picture of our playground. It was visible. But, still secluded. Enough so my brother and his two friends Mike and Kyle could get into plenty of mischief.
For instance Carl loved model cars. Back then he usually got a couple for Christmas. Yep, that was it. And we thought it was wonderful to boot.
But, Carl got this particular year a car. Don’t remember the type/kind just that it was a car. And the other was a boat model. You know like the old sailing ships with masts rigging.
I have no idea what I got. I just remember getting a sketch pad and pencils from my Aunt Lonnie.
What I do remember is Carl and I spending hours putting the ship together. I loved the detail so even though I was younger I’m the one that did all the rigging. Carl just didn’t have the patience to sit and read those directions. He wanted instant gratification. I also painted it with his model paint. Which came in little 2 inch bottles. Carl hated the tedious process. Me, I loved it. I was and am still somewhat of a perfectionist.
It was finally finished and I thought it was awesome. So this beautiful sunny day we head down to the creek. I know you thought we were going to the lake.
We were but Mother wouldn’t let us go that far. Or at least not if she knew about it. So we would go out the back gate and over the embankment to the creek and follow it to the road. It had one of the huge culverts that run under the road. Yep, we were sneaky no doubt about it. Hee hee. Don’t judge I bet you’ve done the same.
So we go on through that culvert with Carl’s ship and proceeded to sail it. Carl had tied a fishing line to the little ship. Well, we did that for about 30 minutes. Then big brother says why don’t we make a raft out of the old pallets over there. Then we could sail out to that little island ourselves. He let it be carried over by the waves to the island. Then he let go of the string and said now we have to go, to get my ship.
Oh, let me say I knew this wasn’t smart. But, he could sell ice to the Eskimo’s and make them think they needed it.
What can I say he was my big brother and I always fell for his shenanigans. Even when my common sense said, bad idea.
So we took those pallets and put 4 of them together in the shape of a square. Kyle ran to his house to get some rope. Which we then put to use tying the pallets together. Not one of our brightest moments. Well, they say you learn by your mistakes! If that’s true we all four should be nearly brilliant Lol.
Because our escapes were just getting started. We pushed those pallets out to the waters edge. And they did float. We all got on and used a couple of boards to paddle toward the island.
Surprisingly it was uneventful. We were all laughing and hollering feeling so proud of ourselves.
We made it off the island.
We explored every inch of it. We found a few turtles and some coke bottles to sell. Then we started back to where our raft was waiting. Except it wasn’t sitting waiting anymore.
It was almost underwater. So like the good little goofs we all were. We decided we could make it back to shore we’d just have to hurry. So we all climbed on with our boards for oars. We made it about halfway before the wooden pallets became soggy enough we were knee deep in water literally.
Mike couldn’t swim so Kyle, Carl and I jumped in thinking we would have to save Mike.
Imagine our shock when we realized the “Lake” was only waist deep.Imagine Mikes relief when he realized he wasn’t gonna drown on that day!And somehow in the sinking of our raft we sunk Carl’s ship. Of course since we were already wet we looked or pretended to as as swam around. And how did we explain being soaked when we got home? That’s easy because Carl told Mother I pushed him in. And that he pushed me back. That way we both got fussed at. Of course I just had to hear how girls shouldn’t play in the creek.
It wasn’t lady like. Not sure how to take that because tomorrow she’d be telling me to go outside and play with your brother. Grownups were sure weird.
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