A Scooter Nightmare

 It was a beautiful, cold October day at the Men’s Ministry event at Camp Yorktown Bay, Arkansas. The birds were singing. The sun was shining. We had just woken up from a semi deep sleep to go to the Sabbath School, which was being taught by my dad. 

     When we reached the truck, it still had frost on the windows. Driving down to where the Sabbath School was held took about 30 seconds, just enough to get the last bit of sleep. At the low-ceilinged building, we started the school. It went nicely, and my dad did awesome teaching it. (He always is good at preaching.) After that, church. Carlos Craig, the president of the Southwestern Union preached this time, while his translator was busily translating what he said into Spanish. What I found kinda funny is that sometimes Mr. Craig would be talking in English and his translator in Spanish, and then Mr. Craig would switch to talking in Spanish, and his translator would have to translate it into English! Once it was done, the time had finally come! BREAKFAST!! After some hash browns with scrambled eggs, they served this wonderful pastry coated with sugar crystals and filled with strawberry jam. That would have been the highlight of the whole trip if what came next didn’t come at all. 

      Me and my brother decided to ride our scooters down a huge hill that led to the main center of CYB. It was awesome! Then I went up a little higher on the hill to pick up more speed. I let go of the brake and went flying. I could feel shivers going down my spine as the world whipped past me in a blur. Then I saw Carlos Craig and my dad walking and talking on the hill. But they were on the side, and it didn’t take much effort to maneuver around them. But…oh great! I saw something I REALLY didn’t want to see. Micaiah (my brother) was at the bottom of the hill, and, without knowing it, he had turned into my path! Without thinking, I threw the scooter to one side and jumped to the other to avoid hitting him. Everything seemed to pass in slow motion. As soon as I hit the ground, everything went black. 

      The next thing I knew, my mom was yelling “He’s bleeding!” It took a couple seconds for my mind to drift to the present. Even when my dad lifted me off the ground, I was clueless about what happened. When I finally came back to the current time, I felt a sharp pain above my eyebrow, and my knee was throbbing. We slowly walked back to our cabin. When I looked in the mirror, I was shocked with what I saw. The reason my head hurt was because of a cut where my head had landed on the concrete hill. And out of that cut came blood, which had already crept around the side of my face. My dad wet a towel and gently cleaned it off, revealing a cut about half an inch long. With that much blood on my face, I honestly expected a much longer cut. But nope, just a tiny little cut at the corner of my eyebrow. When we walked out of the cabin, I saw that even though I had tried to avoid Micaiah, the scooter had scraped his knee. Thankfully, it wasn’t that bad, and after some cleaning, it was fine. Cleaning my cut, however, was not as nice. But soon it was over, and we went to the second problem – my knee. We found that it was also scraped. After the painful experience of cleaning alcohol, I laid down to rest. 

    The remainder of the day was pretty uneventful, and after dinner, we went to the cabin. Almost immediately after my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light. 

    The next day was pack up-day. After another amazing breakfast, we finished loading everything into the truck, and drove the one hour course back to our house. On the way there, I couldn’t help but think about how God had protected me and Micaiah. Sure, we both got injured, but it could have been so much worse. The cut on my eyebrow should have been way more severe with how hard I hit the ground. And if I had hit Micaiah dead on, we both could’ve been rushed to the hospital. Once again, I was reminded that god looks after us even when it doesn’t seem like it.



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