Yes, that’s right. One night this weekend I walked into our kitchen late at night. The light doesn’t always work, but luckily it did on this night, and as the light flickered on I began to slowly scan the kitchen for unwelcome visitors (as a good arachnophobic does upon entering each room when living in an open-air house). No spiders on the wall – whew. Wait, something moving on the floor. Wait… wait… Oh, Lord, that’s a snake! A little one, similar to this guy (see above) I took a picture of on our porch one day. But all the same, a snake in our house. “Oh Lord! Oh Lord! There’s a snake, Ann Elizabeth there’s a snake in our kitchen” I began to yell to AE. Just then we heard a voice outside, “What’s that? What’s there?” It was Mr. Kalubah (I might be totally wrong on the spelling of his name…), one of the security guards at the Menjays’ house. He happened to be walking by when I had my freak out, and stopped to see what was wrong. Ann Elizabeth wasn’t sure what he was talking about, so I just yelled from the kitchen, “let him in, whoever it is!” We needed help, pronto. A few moments and some solid “thwacks!” of his umbrella later, this little snake was being carried out of our house on the end of the umbrella like a body on the end of a bayonet. I think it would have been appropriate to have Taps softly playing in the background.
Remember that time when it was raining, and Ann Elizabeth and I were walking to the dining hall, then all of the sudden we saw about 8 boys, probably around 8 or 10 years old, in nothing but their birthday suits dancing and playing in the rain? Yeah, that happened on Sunday evening. In the midst of a downpour, these little boys were frolicking around butt naked on the basketball court, looking like this was the best thing they could imagine doing at that moment. Ann Elizabeth and I just kept looking at each other and saying, “Really? This is happening.” As soon as the dinner bell began to ring, the boys scattered, although not seeming to feel too anxious about the oncoming student body, or our presence there before them. They grabbed their clothes, and then stayed around the dining hall. As dinner was ending, they snuck around asking the students to dump their leftover food in plastic bags so they would have something to eat for the night. They seemed to enjoy this daring game as much as they enjoyed being naked in the rain… but of course this time success meant dinner and failure meant going without.
Remember that time, right after we saw the naked boys, when we saw about 8 senior high boys from the school playing musical chairs up on the patio of the dining hall? They started out with 1 chair, and eventually found a total of 3. A few boys would stand there singing, and when they stopped, the boys would fight and push until only 3 butts were in each of the 3 chairs. It was definitely musical chairs, but without recorded music (all a-capella), and with senior high boys.
Sometimes we just have to laugh at everything happening around us, and I hope you get a laugh out of some of these too!
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