Not my fault
Apparently Ana thinks that this blog is occasionally humorous...for some reason she accuses Brian, Nikki, and myself of explaining some things either out of context or out of proportion...I honestly don't know how this can happen, what with me posting things only days after she tells me about them, and oftentimes Brian posting things heard secondhand through Nikki who sometimes doesn't even really understand what's going on the first place. (I love you, Nikki Lynn!)
Suffice to say, as far as I'm concerned, this blog remains a completely factual, up-to-date account of the life of Ms. Plage.
On to today's post:
Only three days ago Ana rescued a small child and two puppies from a burning building. Firefighters, who showed up to the scene five minutes after the building had been reduced to smouldering ashes, are still looking for the cause of the fire. They are not ruling out arson.
The whole thing started when Ana and her group of AmeriCorps friends were cruising the streets of Mississippi, searching for anyone and everyone in trouble and/or need. They do this very often. Ana says she saw the smoke from two miles away and pointed it out. Within minutes the group arrived at the site.
The building was actually the home of Mr. and Mrs. A. Snogweiller, the A standing for Albert, and it had been miraculously untouched by the hurricane. Unfortunately, what remained of their inhabitance was now horribly ablaze. The poor couple were huddled on their lawn, frantic because their 6 year old son, Thomas, was trapped inside on the second floor. The couple related to the AmeriCorps group that 911 had been called, and firefighters were on their way, but that had been nearly ten minutes ago and the house was getting worse by the minute.
The AmeriCorps group realized there was nothing they could do but watch and pray, except Ana, who on a sudden whim of courage, broke from the group on the lawn and ran into the front door of the house, ignoring the warnings of everyone behind her.
Inside, it felt like a billion degrees and smoke was everyhwere. Ana had to cover her face in her shirt so that she could breathe. She called out for the child but there was no answer. Suddenly, a large piece of the ceiling broke off and fell. Ana tucked and rolled out of the way. She said it missed her head by mere millimeters.
Ana found the cowering Thomas on the second floor, under his bed in his room. As soon as he saw her he stopped crying and climbed onto her back. Ana then attempted to make her way back out of the house, but stopped when she heard the crying of two tiny puppies down the hall.
Now carrying young Thomas on her back and the two puppies in each hand, Ana noticed that the stairs which she had came up were now collapsed, leaving no way out of the house from the first floor. Spotting a large second-story picture window that looked out over the lawn, Ana made a running leap and smashed through the glass, falling ten feet down and landing gracefully on the grass. Everyone was miraculously unhurt.
She was, of course, greeted with raucous applause from everyone gathered, and by the time the fire department finally showed, they commended her on her bravery and gave her an honorary firefighter's badge. Ana is donating the badge to a local orphanage, she says.
One more thing before this fascinating story comes to an end: On hearing that the fire was possibly an arson, Ana took it upon herself to track down the perpatrator. She has already made two citizen's arrests and is now following a third very promising lead. The discovery, she says, might also lead to the uncovering of a three million dollar underground drug ring that has plagued the city for years. Ana says she only hopes that justice will eventually be served.
I think that's pretty much how she told it to me...if there was anything I forgot or didn't get quite right, I ask your apologies. Ana was in the middle of a high-speed car chase when she was relating this to me.
Suffice to say, as far as I'm concerned, this blog remains a completely factual, up-to-date account of the life of Ms. Plage.
On to today's post:
Only three days ago Ana rescued a small child and two puppies from a burning building. Firefighters, who showed up to the scene five minutes after the building had been reduced to smouldering ashes, are still looking for the cause of the fire. They are not ruling out arson.
The whole thing started when Ana and her group of AmeriCorps friends were cruising the streets of Mississippi, searching for anyone and everyone in trouble and/or need. They do this very often. Ana says she saw the smoke from two miles away and pointed it out. Within minutes the group arrived at the site.
The building was actually the home of Mr. and Mrs. A. Snogweiller, the A standing for Albert, and it had been miraculously untouched by the hurricane. Unfortunately, what remained of their inhabitance was now horribly ablaze. The poor couple were huddled on their lawn, frantic because their 6 year old son, Thomas, was trapped inside on the second floor. The couple related to the AmeriCorps group that 911 had been called, and firefighters were on their way, but that had been nearly ten minutes ago and the house was getting worse by the minute.
The AmeriCorps group realized there was nothing they could do but watch and pray, except Ana, who on a sudden whim of courage, broke from the group on the lawn and ran into the front door of the house, ignoring the warnings of everyone behind her.
Inside, it felt like a billion degrees and smoke was everyhwere. Ana had to cover her face in her shirt so that she could breathe. She called out for the child but there was no answer. Suddenly, a large piece of the ceiling broke off and fell. Ana tucked and rolled out of the way. She said it missed her head by mere millimeters.
Ana found the cowering Thomas on the second floor, under his bed in his room. As soon as he saw her he stopped crying and climbed onto her back. Ana then attempted to make her way back out of the house, but stopped when she heard the crying of two tiny puppies down the hall.
Now carrying young Thomas on her back and the two puppies in each hand, Ana noticed that the stairs which she had came up were now collapsed, leaving no way out of the house from the first floor. Spotting a large second-story picture window that looked out over the lawn, Ana made a running leap and smashed through the glass, falling ten feet down and landing gracefully on the grass. Everyone was miraculously unhurt.
She was, of course, greeted with raucous applause from everyone gathered, and by the time the fire department finally showed, they commended her on her bravery and gave her an honorary firefighter's badge. Ana is donating the badge to a local orphanage, she says.
One more thing before this fascinating story comes to an end: On hearing that the fire was possibly an arson, Ana took it upon herself to track down the perpatrator. She has already made two citizen's arrests and is now following a third very promising lead. The discovery, she says, might also lead to the uncovering of a three million dollar underground drug ring that has plagued the city for years. Ana says she only hopes that justice will eventually be served.
I think that's pretty much how she told it to me...if there was anything I forgot or didn't get quite right, I ask your apologies. Ana was in the middle of a high-speed car chase when she was relating this to me.
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