Stepping Up

21st March 2020

“Climbing is the lazy man’s way to enlightenment. It forces you to pay attention, because when you climb, you are always confronted with the edge.  – Duncan Ferguson

The Weekend Challenge on GC and my site Weekly Prompts is  Ladders.  The idea for the challenge was given to us via a dream from our poet friend Ivor. 

Ladders 1A few months back, I stood at my landing window and watched  son-in-law Simon perch precariously on the edge of scaffolding whilst giving the side of the house a fresh coat of paint. Although the scaffold is not an actual ladder, he needed to get up to the top, so take it from me, the ‘ladder’ is there… somewhere!

mum and dad's laddersThese are the little wooden step-ladders that belonged to my parents. When I was a child the ladders were stored at the back of the pantry.

One December, not long before Christmas whilst our parents were out, my older brother and I decided to search the house for hidden Christmas presents. I cannot remember whose idea it was, but as I was the youngest, and probably aged about nine or ten and Gerald four years older, I am blaming him, though looking back it could so easily have been my wayward influence on Gerald.

Gerald carried the step-ladders up the stairs and climbed to the top of mum and dad’s wardrobes; he handed down the wrapped parcels to me, and although we didn’t open them, we spent some considerable time shaking the boxes and turning them this way and the other trying to guess what might be inside.

Eventually, we gave up, and Gerald carried the ladders back to the kitchen, but instead of putting them away, he left them upright against the pantry door.

A short while after, we heard an almighty crash, returning to the kitchen we found our small kitten Timmy dead on the kitchen floor, his head covered in blood and the ladders on top of him! It was assumed he’d climbed the step-ladders and because the ladders were upright and not leaning, they had toppled over with Timmy clinging on.

Needless to say, it took us both a long time to get over the death of the kitten, the sight of his tiny bloodied body haunted us and opening our presents on Christmas Day was not a happy experience.

Today, whenever I see these steps, I think of that fateful Christmas all those years ago and how Gerald and I killed our little kitten.

(C) SueW-nansfarm.net 2020 Weekend Challenge Ladders from Weekly Prompts

Weekend Challenge ‘Ladders’

19 thoughts on “Stepping Up

    1. I’m not keen on ladders either, my late husband would never let me climb one , I don’t think he trusted me and probably expected me to fall off! Now three steps high is just high enough!

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    1. We both screamed the place down which brought our neighbours rushing in. They took us to their house and cleaned everything. Our dad buried the kitten in the garden. We never looked for presents again! It has haunted us, and now I always extra lean any step ladders. Thank you, Derrick.

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  1. Oh Sue, that’s a very sad ladder/Christmas story, and no wonder you have lasting memories of that mischievous event……. And thank you for the mention in your intro, … and of course I then had to do an article for you 😁….. luckily I was writing a poem this afternoon, about a dead dragonfly…. and somehow I’ve just put ‘ladders’ into the poem, and the poem has turned out as a sad comment about our struggles at the moment…..

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  2. Murphy's Law

    What a sad story. And what a price you both continue to pay just to shake some wrapped gifts trying to guess what was inside. But neither of you could have known the consequences of your little adventure. Sounds like your parents were very understanding. And what kind neighbors you had.

    When I was young, I had no problem climbing ladders. I would even get up on the roof to seal around vents! Now? I consider it an accomplishment to be on a step stool! Lol.
    🐾Ginger 🐾

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    1. We told our parents that we’d been looking for hidden biscuits!
      Steps – Oh, I know just what you mean, I am exactly the same ? Thank you, Ginger 🙂

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    1. Oh, Peter, there is a happy ending – since my unfortunate childhood experience, I became a responsible pet owner of several cats, dogs, rabbits and hamsters, and don’t forget the dead hamster I looked after! Then there’s the amateur farming and the kid’s ponies. To date I haven’t killed any! That said, I haven’t finished yet! 😀

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  3. Oh, poor little Timmy! 😦 That is so sad!

    These days, I worry about anyone around ladders, some steps, and some stairs…some just look more dangerous than others and I worry about the people climbing. 😮

    But, as kids we climbed up everything! 😮 Even tall trees, on the roof of the house, etc! 😮

    Well, I hope you and your brother grieved, learned from the mistake, but then moved on… as it was an accident. no one meant to hurt Timmy.

    (((HUGS)))

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