Being stuck in one of the most remote places in Cambodia does not seem like part of a vacation plan for anyone. In our lives, there will always be times when things do not go as the way you planed. Due to not preparing for any emergencies, our family learned a very important lesson in life.
I was 13 when this incident happened. My family and I were on holiday in Shandong province when we were left praying for help as our car got caught in the wet and muddy soil on the border of Shandong and Henan province.
We had been driving for six hours when we reached Linzhou. The stone that made up the road became dirt, buildings turned into trees and cars turned into cows. As we moved on, our surrounding became more and more remote. Soon there was no sight of any human being, only dirt roads stretched out like veins running through our bodies. The wind of the coming storm began to pick up speed. Trees swayed from side to side as the glooming sky rumbled and the lighting flashed. I tried to control my fear but the sound of the storm seems to suppress my ability to control my emotions. Then the unthinking happened. Two of our back wheels were sucked by the muddy soil; it could no long propel us forward. We were stuck. Father stepped hard on the gas pedal over and over again but it was in vain. Trapping in the middle of nowhere turned my fear into tears. What happen if there were bandits? What happened if there was a landslide? I could not help but thought of all the possible ways of how I will die.
“This doesn’t seem good, we’ve got to hurry.”Father’s words seem to have woken me up from a dream. I was no longer crying. The fear of dying gave me strength. I got out of the car and with all of my strength, I pushed. However my effort yields no result. Then an idea struck me. I went to the back of the car and grabbed the two paintings that I have bought in Qingdao and placed it under the back wheels. Again, we pushed. As I hoped and prayed, the