A glass-full per­son can turn any­thing into a pos­i­tive – even a stom­ach bug

The Sunday Mail (Queensland) - Stellar - - Columnists - RORY GIB­SON

I was poleaxed by a stom­ach bug on this year’s fish­ing trip with the doc­tors to PNG. The quacks had a quick con­sult around the rum bot­tle one night and de­cided I had fallen vic­tim to a wa­ter­borne bac­terium, gave me some pills and spent the rest of the week fish­ing with­out me. Now, I am a glass-full per­son. Those peo­ple who de­scribe them­selves as “glass half-full” types sound like they can’t make up their minds to me. So even though I was left in my hut shiv­er­ing and sweat­ing in 30°C heat while my mates went off to be at one with the fishes, I was gifted an un­ex­pected plea­sure. Our beds had mosquito nets. Ly­ing there in a semi-deliri­ous state, the mozzie net – like a magic car­pet – took me back to child­hood sum­mers in Bris­bane. Ev­ery­one had a mosquito net then. I imag­ined mine was a teepee and I was a Co­manche brave. You’d lie there lis­ten­ing to squadrons of mozzies launch­ing waves of fu­tile at­tacks against the net­ting. Oc­ca­sion­ally one would get in, a lone sabo­teur de­ter­mined to draw blood, and you’d track its whin­ing buzz in the dark so you could counter-at­tack. The net trig­gered other mem­o­ries – of man­goes and hunt­ing for tur­tles in the creek and long bike rides. I didn’t catch many fish in PNG, but it was a mem­o­rable trip none­the­less. ror­cuss@gmail.com

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