I don’t know why I might be stranded on a desert island, but then stranger things have happened to me. And if I were on a desert island, I would be even more vulnerable than I am now. To things like hunters or rampaging villagers waving pitchforks and torches (and you might think things like that no longer happen, but you’d be wrong.)
I suppose I have to think carefully about it then. What to take with me?
Obviously. In fact, the world of possibilities is dizzying. I’m no expert on weaponry (which is a shame, if you ask me, as God knows I’ve had enough opportunity to need one) so I’m asking: what kind of knife would be best? And should I add a sword, shield, machete and gun too? No? Too much? But surely there are circumstances in which a good wallop with a machete achieves one’s purpose far more satisfyingly than a knife? (You may have noticed I ask a lot of questions, sorry. Mina Ma finds it very frustrating.)
I’m going to need one really good meal before I start starving.
I’m sure there’s a way to fashion one of these out in the wild, but I’m not taking any chances. Nets are dead useful. You can use them to dry your wet clothes like a washing line. You can bunch one up and use it as a highly uncomfortable pillow. Or you can use them to trap animals, fish and would-be attackers. Definitely would-be attackers. Hunters? Are you listening in? I dare you to sneak up on me.
|7||Decent pair of shoes
This one was Sean’s idea. Trust him to think of something so irritatingly practical. Though he makes a good point, I suppose. It’s hard to outrun villains, sidestep sneaky poisonous plants, and land a good kick in the unmentionables without a good pair of shoes.
Yes. I know. But I have so little. If I have to leave it all behind, I need something to remind me of it.
Because I’m fairly certain boredom can sometimes do more damage than hunger. What to take, though? I would want to travel light, but also make sure I didn’t run out of amusement in the first two days. It would be like a holiday without the holiday. Books, perhaps? Electronic things are obviously out of the question. I like books anyway. And also, at the risk of sounding bloodthirsty, you can land a good blow with the corner of a heavy hardcover.
While I have no doubt being stranded on a desert island can be a cheery experience, chances are even the staunchest of survivors (me) could probably do with a laugh or two. And Lekha’s, erm, unique, insights might even save my life now and then (this hasn’t actually happened yet, but she’s always been very reliable in a pickle).
|3||Blood, tubes and belts
Because if I were to lose blood, I would find it a little difficult to replace it. However, armed with a pint or two of blood, tubes for transferring and belts for tourniquets, I might stand a better chance. (I don’t actually know if this method of transfusion would work, and the look of appalled disbelief on Sean’s face makes me feel the slightest quiver of doubt, but I read about someone doing it in a book and if it worked for them…)
Ye olde classic. Even handier than nets, ropes.
I could be unstitched just for mentioning his name here, but I’d be mad to leave him behind. He’s clever, and tough, and has nice eyes. Green. Fact is, hunters or starvation: Sean would find a way out of it for both of us.
All of this, of course, is moot. If I were stranded, the Weavers would find me. That’s the thing. The Weavers would always, always find me.
And I would rather be stranded.
Sangu Mandanna was four years old when she was chased by an elephant and wrote her first story about it and decided that this was what she wanted to do with her life. Seventeen years later, she read Frankenstein. It sent her into a writing frenzy that became THE LOST GIRL, a novel about death and love and the tie that binds the two together. Sangu now lives in England with her husband and son.
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