You growl after you
snatch the last piece of chocolate….Carlie.
Pooping in a
toilet is a luxury.
When a dozen
flies land on you and you just don’t care.
When the smell
of urine, vomit, breast milk and diarrhea doesn’t bother you.
When you don’t
stop for the children in the middle of the road.
When the sounds
of church bells, screech owls and funeral drums don’t keep you up at night.
When your able
to tell when a baby is about to pee on you.
When you think
that dark area on your arm is a tan when really its built up dirt.
When the
condition of a 3rd world hospital appears normal. (rats, bats and
topless women)
When you don’t
notice that everyone is staring at you.
When you answer
when someone yells out “Nasara”.
When your
primary language is “Frenchlish”.
When you prefer
the outside shower surrounded by a grass fence and occupied by lizards instead
of an indoor shower.
When your worst
shopping addiction is ethnic handmade baskets.
When it drops
below 85oF and you reach for a sweater and a blanket.
When getting
mail feels like you’ve won the lottery.
When you can
predict the weather by how well your cell phone is working.
When you race out of the shower because you thought you heard an elephant but it ended up being a cow in distress.
Life is never boring in the bush.
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