As every good adventurous chick knows, the best stories come with scars.
And I have many. You could almost say I collect them. The one on my shin reminds me of an afternoon spent with a backpacker buddy climbing up the side of a Guatemalan volcano. Its twin on the other shin is a memento of one of the best 4th of July parties I ever went to, in Pennsylvania (I slipped off a concrete slab. That bit wasn’t the fantastic part of the party, I can assure you). I won’t bore you with the details of all of the adventures that’ve resulted in scars. Frankly, it would take too long.
At one of Coober Pedy’s many opal mines I added yet another scar to the collection. A dear new friend, who was extremely helpful in getting me fixed up again, wrote a poem about the incident! She may have added a few embellishments. ;)
The Opal Fairy
I’ll tell you a tale of blood and gore,
and a fairy princess whose knee was sore.
She came from a land far, far away,
and was in Coober Pedy on holiday.
She was tall and slender and fair of face,
a descendant of a magical race.
With her elven hat and sequinned wings,
in the evening light she was sparkling.
The meeting of the clans was over for the day,
now it was time to go out and play.
Leaving the caves they climbed the hill,
the evening air was cool and still.
Watching and waiting as the sun went down,
colours of the desert all around.
Soaking up the last of the suns golden rays,
a perfect end to a perfect day.
But as daylight fades and gives way to night,
from under the rocks, a scary sight!
The Coober Pedy Goblin, scrawny and grey
sets out on a mission to lead people astray.
You’ve seen the signs for “danger ahead”,
well the Goblin goes out when everyones in bed.
He turns around signs and lays little traps,
loosening stones to cause mishaps!
THis night the Goblin climbed from under his rock,
shook off the dust …looked around…took stock.
There he spied the beautiful stranger,
he knew she’d be unaware of the danger.
The princess spellbound by the skies magic hues
didn’t notice the Goblin sneak up to her shoes.
He loosed the stones, a trick he knew well.
When she stood up, sure enough, she fell!
She unfurled her wings in double quick time
without them she’d have fallen right down the mine!
She landed heavily on all fours,
the blood from her knee poured and poured.
But she stood up bravely and didn’t cry
and showed her Elders, with a sigh…
“I suppose I’ll have to see the healing witches,
I think this knee might need some stitches”.
It was just a flesh wound, it could have been worse,
You should have heard the Goblin curse!!
The healing of the wound is now underway
and it hasn’t spoiled the princess’s stay…
she’s off now to explore, and admire the view…
with a special side trip to Uluru.
If you are travelling, and plan to stay in a cave
remember this is where Goblins misbehave.
Tread with care and stay alert
this will ensure you dont get hurt.
You might think, this couldn’t happen to you…
but heed this warning, every word is true!
Four stitches and a week later, I’m doing well and healing quickly. Many thanks to Joy and Ray Matthews for the poem and the medical assistance! :) You guys are awesome!