Both our homes were too far away to get immediate assistance so Hanna went to a house near the pond where our Sunday school teacher lived with her husband, who came running out quickly and fished me out of the pond in short order. He gave me a bit of a lecture but was mainly just glad I was OK. Soaking wet and shivering, I was bundled into his car and driven home, Hanna nursing my school bag on her lap.
Mom opened the door and looked extremely worried to see me in such a state, but she was also very stern and firm once she heard I had been out on the ice by myself.
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