Today, I discovered yet again, the humbling power of a stumble.
As I stepped off an unstable boat onto a makeshift pier stairway, I lost my balance on the slippery clay and fell flat on my back. Fortunately, I was not hurt, and did not get into any serious trouble.
But, it was a close shave. I could have fallen overboard into the mangrove swamp. I could have landed on a rusty nail protruding from the wooden stairs. I could have dropped my bag into the water - passport and mobile phones included.
I was lucky enough to have been able to just stand up, assess the damage (amounting to a brown clay streak across the back of my trousers and a slightly damaged shoe) and walk off slightly dazed. To my credit, I did not lose my composure and completed the field trip in relatively good spirits.
I will be more careful next time. And, I will also remember that sometimes, stuff just happens.
1 comment:
Good nothing major happened to you, my friend! But, yeah, you´re right. Sometimes, a harmless fall is a reminder that we must keep humble and gracious, which I believe keep us not too far from the ground!
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