Injury of an elder
His home was facing a dire situation. The accumulation of a winter and spring’s worth of dead leaves and debris was eating into the roof. It could spring a leak at any moment. He gathered up the dustpan and gloves, then went out into the garage and grabbed the ladder. He set the ladder against the side of the house, put on his gloves and climbed.
Rung by rung, he went up and up until he could see over the top of the gutter and onto the roof. He set the dustpan on the shingles in front of him and began scooping debris out of the gutter. Normally, he would have just tossed the debris onto the ground, but a buddy suggested using the dustpan as a catch all. He put the debris from the gutter into the dustpan. Checked the area for moss and cleaned up the roof the best he could from his position.
When he was done scooping out the gutter and cleaning the roof, he felt good. He had just saved his home from the ravages of two seasons. He could relax soon and contemplate going fishing. He grabbed the dustpan and stepped down the rung so f the ladder. One by one, he went down. A chittering squirrel distracted him, and the dustpan slipped from his hand landing on the ground below. He searched for the squirrel and was relieved to see it in a nearby tree. He wouldn’t have to worry about the noisy neighbor invading his home today.
Smiling, he stepped of the ladder and planted his foot on the now forgotten dustpan. The debris in the dustpan made for treacherous footing, and he slipped. His other foot rolled in compensation, and he collapsed to his knees. A tear fell from his eye as the pain shot through his body. He had done his duty. He had been vigilant almost to the last. One misstep, however, had showed him the error of his way. Maybe the combo ladder/dustpans ain't the best way to clean the roof...
Rung by rung, he went up and up until he could see over the top of the gutter and onto the roof. He set the dustpan on the shingles in front of him and began scooping debris out of the gutter. Normally, he would have just tossed the debris onto the ground, but a buddy suggested using the dustpan as a catch all. He put the debris from the gutter into the dustpan. Checked the area for moss and cleaned up the roof the best he could from his position.
When he was done scooping out the gutter and cleaning the roof, he felt good. He had just saved his home from the ravages of two seasons. He could relax soon and contemplate going fishing. He grabbed the dustpan and stepped down the rung so f the ladder. One by one, he went down. A chittering squirrel distracted him, and the dustpan slipped from his hand landing on the ground below. He searched for the squirrel and was relieved to see it in a nearby tree. He wouldn’t have to worry about the noisy neighbor invading his home today.
Smiling, he stepped of the ladder and planted his foot on the now forgotten dustpan. The debris in the dustpan made for treacherous footing, and he slipped. His other foot rolled in compensation, and he collapsed to his knees. A tear fell from his eye as the pain shot through his body. He had done his duty. He had been vigilant almost to the last. One misstep, however, had showed him the error of his way. Maybe the combo ladder/dustpans ain't the best way to clean the roof...
