The Icelandic Canadian - 01.04.2007, Page 36

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THE ICELANDIC CANADIAN
Vol. 61 #1
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“What made the power go out?” I
wondered anxiously. I sure hoped that our
home wasn’t the only one.
Instead of continuing with the story, I
chose to use the laptop to my advantage. I
needed to find a flashlight, candles, and
matches. I unplugged the laptop and car-
ried it into the kitchen. I placed it on the
countertop and managed to find the flash-
light up in the cupboard. I turned it on and
the light was so dim. Before I started hunt-
ing for batteries, I was eager to see if I was
the only one without power.
“Thank heavens,” I sighed, as I pulled
the curtains for a look. The house across
from was dark too.
I was still feeling a chill. I knew that a
house couldn’t lose too much heat too
quickly.
It was so quiet; so silent. The silence
and solitude that I had craved for weeks
was finally here. At that point, I didn’t
want it. I wished for my kids to wake up.
“I better go check on the boys,” I
thought as I peeked in. Sure enough, both
were sleeping soundly. I went to each room
and kissed them. I pulled the blankets up to
make sure they were warm.
“Hmmm, they’re still sleeping. They
are usually light sleepers,’” I debated
whether to move them so we could all be
together to stay warm.
“Maybe I could turn the living room
into a pretend camp and we can have a
campout adventure!” I peeked in on the
boys again. They looked so peaceful. Then
again, maybe not.
I walked back towards the kitchen.
The laptop was still running bright with
my story. I figured now that I have some
light, I would continue.
Click! The screen went blank; the bat-
tery died. I then got the feeling that some-
one or something must have read my
thoughts. I felt the faint cool breeze again.
“I need to find candles,” I thought,
desperately wishing the feeling would go
away. I looked around and found a candle
I meant to use at Christmas for the past
two years, but never got around to it. It had
been right on my shelf beside the sink. I
took the three wick candle and lit it. It gave
off a warm and comforting light. Yet, it was