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Treinwrak Casanova – B1
Hoofstuk 2: 'n Verskriklike ongeluk
Die son het helder geskyn op 'n koel herfsoggend toe Steve sy gunsteling treinkykplek bereik het. Dit was 'n pragtige plek in die Bedfordshire-platteland met 'n wonderlike uitsig oor die spoorweë. Steve was baie opgewonde want vandag sou hy uiteindelik die ou passasiersmotor sien waarna hy gesoek het.
"Môre, Steve," sê Malcolm, nog 'n treinspotter. Hy was besig om sy kamera op te stel. "Is jy gereed vir die groot oomblik?"
"Ja, Malcolm!" antwoord Steve, vol opgewondenheid. "Ek wag al lank hiervoor. Ek moet daardie passasiersmotor sien."
“Sterkte,” glimlag Malcolm.
“Dankie,” antwoord Steve en kyk deur sy verkyker na die treinspoor.
Hulle het 'n rukkie gewag. Skielik sien Steve die ou passasiersmotor na hulle toe aankom.
"Daar is dit!" skree Steve. "Die pragtige passasiersmotor!"
"Welgedaan, Steve!" het Malcolm gesê. "Jy het 'n goeie oog."
Steve het nader aan die spore gegaan om die passasiersmotor beter te sien. Hy het so daarin belanggestel dat hy nie 'n ander trein op die volgende spoor opgemerk het nie.
"Steve!" Malcolm het hom gewaarsku. "Jy is te naby aan die spore! Beweeg terug!"
Maar Steve het hom nie gehoor nie. Hy het nog na die ou passasiersmotor gekyk. Die ander trein het Steve baie hard getref en hom ver van die spore af gegooi.
"Ag nee!" roep Malcolm. Hy het vinnig 'n ambulans ontbied. "Kom asseblief vinnig! My vriend is deur 'n trein getref!"
Malcolm het Steve se hand vasgehou terwyl hulle vir die ambulans gewag het. Toe dit aankom, het die paramedici vir Steve na die hospitaal geneem. Malcolm het baie skuldig gevoel en bekommerd oor sy vriend. Hy het gewonder of Steve se liefde vir treine hierdie verskriklike ongeluk veroorsaak het.
Binne die ambulans was Steve bewusteloos. Sy gedagtes het in 'n diep koma gegly.
Chapter 2: A Terrible Accident
The sun was shining brightly on a cool autumn morning as Steve reached his favourite trainspotting location. It was a beautiful spot in the Bedfordshire countryside with a great view of the railway tracks. Steve was very excited because today he would finally see the old passenger car he had been looking for.
"Morning, Steve," said Malcolm, another trainspotter. He was setting up his camera. "Are you ready for the big moment?"
"Yes, Malcolm!" answered Steve, full of excitement. "I've been waiting for this for a long time. I must see that passenger car."
"Good luck," Malcolm smiled.
"Thanks," Steve replied, looking at the railway tracks through his binoculars.
They waited for some time. Suddenly, Steve saw the old passenger car coming towards them.
"There it is!" shouted Steve. "The beautiful passenger car!"
"Well done, Steve!" said Malcolm. "You have a good eye."
Steve went closer to the tracks to see the passenger car better. He was so interested in it that he did not notice another train coming on the next track.
"Steve!" Malcolm warned him. "You are too close to the tracks! Move back!"
But Steve did not hear him. He was still looking at the old passenger car. The other train hit Steve very hard and threw him far away from the tracks.
"Oh no!" cried Malcolm. He called an ambulance quickly. "Please come fast! My friend was hit by a train!"
Malcolm held Steve's hand while they waited for the ambulance. When it arrived, the paramedics took Steve to the hospital. Malcolm felt very guilty and worried for his friend. He wondered if Steve's love for trains had caused this terrible accident.
Inside the ambulance, Steve was unconscious. His mind slipped into a deep coma.