Around the World in 88 Years -E Book - Arthur Burt
Around the World in 88 Years -E Book - Arthur Burt Around the World in 88 Years -E Book - Arthur Burt
of their draft… of course, we lads always enjoyed doing whatwe shouldn’t!The next temptation, when we caught up to the lorry, was to putour hand out and hold onto the back, keeping out of the sight ofthe driver. Now we could have a free, effortless ride as the lorrypulled us along.One day, as I was enjoying a ride at the back of a big lorry, itsuddenly accelerated, pulling me clean out of the saddle of mybicycle. My bicycle veered off to the left, leaving me, like somevisionary angel flying through the stratosphere, clinging to theback — and the lorry was gaining speed! I knew the longer Ihung on, the worse things were going to be. So, I let go, crashingonto the road. With knees and hands bleeding, I went home andtold my mother a pack of lies so she wouldn’t know what I hadbeen up to.Early in life, I learned the power of the unseen law of gravityover me. Today, when I go to America, I do not fall into theAtlantic Ocean; when I go to Australia, I do not fall out of thesky. Why can I now, as a man, flout a law which so overwhelmedme as a boy?The answer is that the law of aerodynamics supersedes, cancelsthe lesser law of gravity. The power of the forward thrust is greaterthan the power of the downward pull. The Bible describes thisprinciple in Romans 8: “For the law of the Spirit of life in ChristJesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death.”Boat ride with Aunt Edie in Cullercoats BayWhen I was about 12 years old, while my mother and fatherwere away for a weekend, they left me in the care of one of myaunts, Auntie Edie. I loved my Auntie Edie and she loved me andwould often buy me chocolate elephants and all kinds of gifts.On this weekend, we went down to Cullercoats Bay to enjoy abeautiful sunshiny day.Auntie Edie said, “Oh, I would love to go out in a boat, but Ihave never learned to row.”196
Big (in my own eyes), pompous Arthur said, “It is easy. If youwould like to go out in a boat, Auntie, I’ll take you.” Now, all Iknew was the theory. I had never rowed a boat in my life, but Ithought I knew all about it. You just put the oars in, you pullthem, and you go. So we went down to where this old salt, withhis fluffy white whiskers, his peak cap, and his blue jersey, rentedus a boat.Cullercoats Bay has two piers, which enclose the bay. Within thebay it is reasonably calm. Beyond the piers, you are on the choppyopen sea. Auntie Edie and I got into the boat and I took the oars.It was just as I thought. I put the oars in, pulled them, and webegan to move through the water. Everything was fine.I began to pull across the bay, Auntie loving it… until we rowedout between the two piers. Immediately, the water becamechoppy. I got broadside to the waves, and the boat began torock wildly.“Oh dear,” Auntie said. “What’s happening?”“It’s all right,” I calmed her and began to pull out into the sea.Soon, impudent waves began pouring water into the boat, whilebroadside on, I was desperately trying to turn.“Shall we go back?” Auntie asked.I managed to get back into the harbor, when suddenly, an angryvoice emitting from a bald head in the water started cursing me.“Look out!” roared the swimmer who glared and shouted cursesat us as we narrowly missed him.I rowed on right into the path of a boatload of fishermen in amotorboat just coming into the bay. A man on the bow cuppedhis hands and shouted, “Ship your oars! Ship your oars!”I didn’t know for certain what he meant. The fishing boat wascoming straight into the side of us when I pressed on my oar, andit went up into the air. The motorboat passed us so closely thattwo of the men in it had to duck their heads as they passed undermy oar, while again, we heard a flurry of choice language.By this time, Auntie was getting worried. “Are...are we all right?”197
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of <strong>the</strong>ir draft… of course, we lads always enjoyed do<strong>in</strong>g whatwe shouldn’t!The next temptation, when we caught up to <strong>the</strong> lorry, was to putour hand out and hold onto <strong>the</strong> back, keep<strong>in</strong>g out of <strong>the</strong> sight of<strong>the</strong> driver. Now we could have a free, effortless ride as <strong>the</strong> lorrypulled us along.One day, as I was enjoy<strong>in</strong>g a ride at <strong>the</strong> back of a big lorry, itsuddenly accelerated, pull<strong>in</strong>g me clean out of <strong>the</strong> saddle of mybicycle. My bicycle veered off to <strong>the</strong> left, leav<strong>in</strong>g me, like somevisionary angel fly<strong>in</strong>g through <strong>the</strong> stratosphere, cl<strong>in</strong>g<strong>in</strong>g to <strong>the</strong>back — and <strong>the</strong> lorry was ga<strong>in</strong><strong>in</strong>g speed! I knew <strong>the</strong> longer Ihung on, <strong>the</strong> worse th<strong>in</strong>gs were go<strong>in</strong>g to be. So, I let go, crash<strong>in</strong>gonto <strong>the</strong> road. With knees and hands bleed<strong>in</strong>g, I went home andtold my mo<strong>the</strong>r a pack of lies so she wouldn’t know what I hadbeen up to.Early <strong>in</strong> life, I learned <strong>the</strong> power of <strong>the</strong> unseen law of gravityover me. Today, when I go to America, I do not fall <strong>in</strong>to <strong>the</strong>Atlantic Ocean; when I go to Australia, I do not fall out of <strong>the</strong>sky. Why can I now, as a man, flout a law which so overwhelmedme as a boy?The answer is that <strong>the</strong> law of aerodynamics supersedes, cancels<strong>the</strong> lesser law of gravity. The power of <strong>the</strong> forward thrust is greaterthan <strong>the</strong> power of <strong>the</strong> downward pull. The Bible describes thispr<strong>in</strong>ciple <strong>in</strong> Romans 8: “For <strong>the</strong> law of <strong>the</strong> Spirit of life <strong>in</strong> ChristJesus hath made me free from <strong>the</strong> law of s<strong>in</strong> and death.”Boat ride with Aunt Edie <strong>in</strong> Cullercoats BayWhen I was about 12 years old, while my mo<strong>the</strong>r and fa<strong>the</strong>rwere away for a weekend, <strong>the</strong>y left me <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> care of one of myaunts, Auntie Edie. I loved my Auntie Edie and she loved me andwould often buy me chocolate elephants and all k<strong>in</strong>ds of gifts.On this weekend, we went down to Cullercoats Bay to enjoy abeautiful sunsh<strong>in</strong>y day.Auntie Edie said, “Oh, I would love to go out <strong>in</strong> a boat, but Ihave never learned to row.”196
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