So, Someone gave me the advice a week ago or so that I should be wrapped in bubble wrap to avoid all of the bruises. They are right. I fell down in a stream when we were hiking PCC Falls, and hit my face. Split my lip, and felt quite dizzy. Got about six nasty bug bites from sitting next to the stream too long.. Bruised my leg up nicley, and scraped my shoulder. Dont remember much after falling, just a few faces of the guys who pulled me out. THAT was an adventure. Anyway, that's what I think would be a good solution. Bubble wrap. Back in the saddle though!! Going to hike Lai'e Falls next week. Hopefully that is a little less...um...hazardous. Here's a lovley picture of me post fall..
Here's a random tale...
One of my favorites actually-
THE INDIAN CINDERELLA
On the shores of a wide bay on the Atlantic coast there dwelt in old times a great Indian warrior. He had done many great and wonderful deeds. He had, a very wonderful and strange power; he could make himself invisible; he could thus mingle unseen with his enemies and listen to their plots. He was known among the people as Strong Wind, the Invisible. He dwelt with his sister in a tent near the sea, and his sister helped him greatly in his work. Many maidens would have been glad to marry him for he was well sought after because of his many great deeds. But, Strong Wind would only marry the first maiden who could see him as he came home at night. Many tried, but it was a long time before one succeeded.
Strong Wind used a clever trick to test the truthfulness of all who sought to win him. Each evening as the day went down, his sister walked on the beach with any girl who wished to make the trial. His sister could always see him, but no one else could see him. And as he came home from work in the twilight, his sister as she saw him drawing near would ask the girl who sought him, "Do you see him?" and each girl would falsely answer "Yes". And his sister would ask, "With what does he draw his sled?" and each girl would answer, "with the hide of a moose," or "With a pole".. But all of their answers were mere guesses and Strong Wind would not marry any who were untruthful.
There lived in a village a great chief who had three daughters. Their mother had long been dead. One of these was much younger than the others. She was very beautiful and gentle and well beloved by all, and for that reason her older sisters were very jealous of her charms and treated her very cruelly. They clothed her in rags that she might be ugly; and they cut off her long black hair; and they burned her face with coals from the fire that she might be scarred and disfigured. And they lied to their father, telling him that she had done these things to herself. But, the girl was patient and kept her gentle heart.
Like the other girls in the village the two sisters had tried to win the heart of strong wind, and had likewise lied and said that they had seen him. And Strong Wind knew that they had lied, and he kept himself from their sight, and they went home dismayed.
One day the chief's youngest daughter with her rags and her burned face resolved to seek Strong Wind. She patched her clothes with bits of bark, and put on the few little ornaments she possessed, and went forth to try to see the invisible one. Her sisters laughed at her, and all the people laughed at her because of her tattered frock and her burned face, but silently, she went her way.
Strong Wind's sister received the girl kindly, and at twilight she took her to the beach. Soon Strong Wind came home, drawing his sled, and his sister asked, "Do you see him?" and the girl answered "No", and the sister wondered greatly because she had spoken the truth. And again she asked, "Do you see him now?" and the girl answered, "Yes, and he is very wonderful." and the sister asked, "With what does he draw his sled?" And the girl answered, "With the Rainbow," and she was much afraid. And the sister asked further, "Of what is his bowstring?" and the girl answered, "His bowstring is the Milky Way."
Then Strong Wind's sister knew that because the girl had spoken the truth at first her brother had made himself visible to her. and she said "Truly you have seen him." And she took her home and bathed her, and the scars disappeared from her face and body; and her hair grew long and black again like the raven's wing; and she gave her fine clothes to wear and many rich ornaments. Then she bade the girl take the wives seat in the tent. Soon Strong Wind entered and sat beside her and called her his bride. The next day she became his wife and ever afterward she helped him to do great deeds.
The reason I like this one, is cause it is all about honesty. Sweet eh? The indian folk tales are the bomb.
