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Survive the End Days
A few hours later, all three of us were walking towards the camping area, near Visalia. I
was confident that everything was going to run smoothly, but oh boy, I couldn’t have been
further from the truth.
Within minutes from arriving
that breathtaking location,
Andy went on admiring Lake
Kaweah, but somehow he
managed to slip on mud,
twist his ankle hard and fell
into the water. Without
thinking, both me and Big
Tom jumped into the water
to rescue him.
After getting him out, I gave
him my extra set of clothes,
covered him with the blanket
I had, cleaned up his wound and wrapped it in bandages, to further prevent blood from
bursting out. Immediately thereafter, I improvised a splint, by putting together two pieces of
timber tied by the duct tape I brought along.
“That’s amazing! Where did you learn to do that Nate?”, Big Tom asked fervently.
“My father taught me.”
As I replied, I felt gratitude and experienced a deep sense of pride for being my father’s
son. He is truly a remarkable man.
After the nightfall, it had gotten colder and Big Tom was trembling like a leaf.
“Will you please do the fire Tom? We all need to warm up”, I asked while making the
wooden splint.
“Sure. Let me find my lighter first. Shoot. I think it must have fallen from my pocket
while swimming. What now?”
“Don’t worry”, I replied, “check my bag”.
“It’s here. Thank God. Otherwise we would have frozen to death.”
And it is true. We could not have returned to the city that night, because we needed to
warm up and not succumb to hypothermia. Big Tom was this athletic rugby player who
seemed invincible. But that night he turned pale like a sheet. I was, as well, shivering. My
whole body was cold as ice. But the fire helped us warm up.
But what saved us that night were my father’s teachings. To this day, I still remember
my father’s words, when he asked me to be prepared. So, I did. And I am proud of myself
for having done that. It could have been fatal for us all, but it wasn’t. One simple night of
amusement could have led to our demise. As you can see, preparing goes beyond being just
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