Cultureshock

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Three young lads with nothing to do one day decided to take a stroll to our favourite adventure playground, the local park.  Myself. My younger brother Thomas and a friend who was Josie Triumphy started our search for something to do. 

The local park offered loads of things to do. There were lots of trees and lots of places to hide. There was swans on the lake and also lots of different birds. This day we wanted something different to do. So we wandered to the boundary of the park that consisted of a high wooden fence, faced with this the only way forward was to climb the fence and see what was in store on the other side. Here we found ourselves in a railway siding for coal wagons and one solitary horse box, which caught our attention immediately and inviting us to take a closer look. Approaching the carriage, we in turn hoist ourselves up by a hand rail, where upon we found a brass handle, turning it - Hey Presto! The door opened. It revealed a tiny compartment which, I should imagine, would house the trainer, the horse and his two stable lads. Once inside my brother Thomas went round and opened the other door and of course we were now all in this small area which was only 7 feet by 3 feet. It couldn’t be any bigger because if we had a horse in, it would have taken up almost all of the space.  There was a small opening in the middle of the horse box to provide observation, feeding and watering of the horse. 

After a while we deicide to play follow the leader by going out one door, going round the side and back in the opposite door. This went on for a good while, when for some reason we were all in the coach when both doors were closed. That’s when we realised we had made a big mistake. 

How do we get out? 

There were no door handles on the inside of the coach.

What do we do now?

We could shout, but no one would hear us. We could bang on the windows, but no one would see us. And when its time for tea and we’re not back home, our mothers’ are going to be worried sick if we are not there…. What are we going to do?

The scenario is frightening. We are trapped and can’t get out. Then by sheer exasperation, Josie pulls hard on the 3 inch wide leather belt that hangs from the window and for some reason the door disappears inside the frame of the door – Hallelujah! The door can now be opened by the handle on the outside of the door! Relieved, we escape our captivity and vowed never to go to the railway sidings ever again.