April 22, 2008

I've been really paranoid about snakes lately because the boys saw two black mambas on the same day, and I've been hearing noises in the bushes like snakes, as I ride my bike to Bornface's everyday.

Today, as always, I said a little prayer before I left- out of sheer terror! (I can really get myself worked up when I'm thinking about snakes.) I prayed that my angel would go ahead of me and either scare all the snakes away, or hold onto them so they wouldn't attack me.

I was on my way back, and I saw a boy on the trail, and I was just going to wave and say "malibiha buti "("how's the afternoon") and go along my merry way, but he goes, "there's a snake there", so I stopped and sure enough, there was a fat snake on the trail. He was still alive, but he was kind of sluggish and out of it since the boy had been beating him in the head with a stick. It was either a boa or a puff adder. I'm more inclined to think it was a puff adder because it was SO FAT, but only about as long as my arm. (thats a characteristic of puff adders, short, but fat) Anyways, I waited while he beat it some more and then threw it into the bushes. I thanked him for killing it and left.

After I was almost home, I remembered that I had prayed before I saw the snake. I think that's cool that God arranged for that boy to arrive where the snake was before I did, so he could kill it. I would have swooned if i had been the one to come across it!