Bugs and Crawling Things

The only downside in living in the province is you get to be acquainted with almost all kinds of bugs – the flying, the crawling, the ones that make noises, and the worse – the ones that bite. Our delicate skin, accustomed to airconditioning, is a favorite biting place. You should see my arms.

It is ironic that my lungs get fresh air while my skin needs to toughen up like a cow’s hide to be able to withstand the bugs at night. Otherwise, Id need to use a kulambo (mosquito net) soon.

Or maybe I need to a bed frame for our bed.
Other than that, I have developed courage and have been squashing spiders as big as my hand (I kid you not) without batting an eyelash.

I just open my mouth, scream and then close my eyes and try to hit the target.