Sandra Martin - THE MIRACLE OF THE DESERT - Heaven & Hell (sitios de interés)
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We were three friends in this amazing story. I was there, riding a safari car with my best friend Ann, who was eighteen, and another friend of mine called George, who’s sixteen years old. Ann was a little stubborn at those times, but very brave, and she always knew what to do in trouble; as she was very adventurous, she was the one who proposed the journey to Africa. My other friend, George, was always calmed, and was very down to earth. But when we told him about our marvellous plan of visiting Africa with a safari car, I remember that he started to jump as a small kid.
So there we were, in the great continent of Africa, exploring the savannah in our car, taking photos of the amazing landscape full of animals and yellow grass. There were some trees full of green leafs, which were being eaten by enormous giraffes with brown dots in their bodies. The elephants were taking a bath in a small lake full of water which looked::text like a crystal, and the cheetah seemed to be doing a race, running from one place to another, all together, and sometimes they climbed trees, using their claws. That was an amazing view of one of the most beautiful places on earth, and we were all alone, without anyone annoying us, or without any trouble there. But that magical situation didn’t last too much...
Suddenly, our car started to make strange noises, its speed began to decrease and it started crawling, until it stopped moving. We were there, alone, lost in the middle of the savannah, with a car without fuel, with some bottles of water and sandwiches. We were there, panicking, and thinking what to do before it was too late. But then, in the middle of our scream, we saw something moving... Lions! Big and savage lions! And they were approaching, slowly, thinking about what to do with us. We thought about getting into the car, but then we remembered that it didn’t have a roof, so it was useless getting inside it to protect ourselves. We then picked up some sticks to scare those beasts, but with their pins they broke those sticks very easily. We then thought that we were going to be killed and eaten by those hungry lions.
After staying about two minutes without moving, thinking about our death, one of the lions came to the front, and started walking until he was next to us. Then we thought that was the end, but amazingly, the big, hungry and powerful lion began to smell and lick me, as a dog, and the other lions did the same. At the beginning we thought they were playing with their catches before eating them, but they seemed very calmed, and harmless.
Then, the lions began to move, and the bigger one held me with his mouth from my T-Shirt, and took me and my friends with him. At the beginning, I tried not to move, to stay in my place, but I don’t know why, I fully trusted that lion. His eyes showed kindness, and he was very tactful with his movements, trying not to hurt us. He wasn’t::text like any other predator I had seen before. We walked for some hours I think, and we got to a small village, with tiny houses made of mud, and wood. Their inhabitants weren’t surprised about seeing more than ten lions in their village with three humans, what’s more, they came to us to salute the animals, and give them food. I was surprised, and so were my friends. If a lion came to my village, I would scream and shout as a crazy woman, but these villagers weren’t scared.
In the end, the lions left and we were taken to the nearest city in a carriage moved by old camels. I exactly can’t remember the name of the city, but we spent one night in a luxurious hotel, but it wasn’t very expensive anyway. The next morning we picked a bus to Cairo, and from there we flew home. I’m sure I’ll never forget this adventure, and we are looking forward to go on back to the savannah, but we are a little scared at the same time, because we could have met and aggressive animal instead of those kind lions, we can say that they were the miracle of the desert.
So there we were, in the great continent of Africa, exploring the savannah in our car, taking photos of the amazing landscape full of animals and yellow grass. There were some trees full of green leafs, which were being eaten by enormous giraffes with brown dots in their bodies. The elephants were taking a bath in a small lake full of water which looked::text like a crystal, and the cheetah seemed to be doing a race, running from one place to another, all together, and sometimes they climbed trees, using their claws. That was an amazing view of one of the most beautiful places on earth, and we were all alone, without anyone annoying us, or without any trouble there. But that magical situation didn’t last too much...
Suddenly, our car started to make strange noises, its speed began to decrease and it started crawling, until it stopped moving. We were there, alone, lost in the middle of the savannah, with a car without fuel, with some bottles of water and sandwiches. We were there, panicking, and thinking what to do before it was too late. But then, in the middle of our scream, we saw something moving... Lions! Big and savage lions! And they were approaching, slowly, thinking about what to do with us. We thought about getting into the car, but then we remembered that it didn’t have a roof, so it was useless getting inside it to protect ourselves. We then picked up some sticks to scare those beasts, but with their pins they broke those sticks very easily. We then thought that we were going to be killed and eaten by those hungry lions.
After staying about two minutes without moving, thinking about our death, one of the lions came to the front, and started walking until he was next to us. Then we thought that was the end, but amazingly, the big, hungry and powerful lion began to smell and lick me, as a dog, and the other lions did the same. At the beginning we thought they were playing with their catches before eating them, but they seemed very calmed, and harmless.
Then, the lions began to move, and the bigger one held me with his mouth from my T-Shirt, and took me and my friends with him. At the beginning, I tried not to move, to stay in my place, but I don’t know why, I fully trusted that lion. His eyes showed kindness, and he was very tactful with his movements, trying not to hurt us. He wasn’t::text like any other predator I had seen before. We walked for some hours I think, and we got to a small village, with tiny houses made of mud, and wood. Their inhabitants weren’t surprised about seeing more than ten lions in their village with three humans, what’s more, they came to us to salute the animals, and give them food. I was surprised, and so were my friends. If a lion came to my village, I would scream and shout as a crazy woman, but these villagers weren’t scared.
In the end, the lions left and we were taken to the nearest city in a carriage moved by old camels. I exactly can’t remember the name of the city, but we spent one night in a luxurious hotel, but it wasn’t very expensive anyway. The next morning we picked a bus to Cairo, and from there we flew home. I’m sure I’ll never forget this adventure, and we are looking forward to go on back to the savannah, but we are a little scared at the same time, because we could have met and aggressive animal instead of those kind lions, we can say that they were the miracle of the desert.