Right now, I'm just giving an update on what's happening currently.
My baby sister's screaming at the top of her lungs singing, my other sister is now flipping through one of those Warriors mangas (she's already read it, now she's just looking at the pictures), and we're about to go to Ibadan in a few hours. My Mom wants to go to this meeting, and we have to come. Good thing is that I think we're bringing the laptop, so I'm set. I just took Shep for a walk to, and he nearly ripped my hand off trying to run around while on the leash. He's acting better now.
Signing off,
The Traveler
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
We Have the New Goat!
Will we ever stop getting new animals?
Just yesterday, some friends of ours dropped off their goat named Brownie for us to keep. They have a sort of rescue thing going where they...well...rescue animals that are in danger. Note that I didn't say endangered; I said in danger. They'll adopt anything! From monkeys to antelopes they've got it. I think I've talked about them before know that I think about it...but anyway, they gave us their goat, and Brownie's real bold. I mean, REAL BOLD. Our other goats, Right-Ear and Other Goat, don't let us within five feet of them; if you say, "Brownie!" to Brownie, she'll run right to you and look at you. She even tried eating my fingers! She acts much more like a dog than a goat; she even has a collar round her neck: the purpose? For pulling her back from eating your pants! The other two goats are pretty huffy to her and try to chase her away from the food and water, but then I chase them back. Shep has tried biting at her a few times, I just hope he's playing!
Signing off,
The Traveler
Just yesterday, some friends of ours dropped off their goat named Brownie for us to keep. They have a sort of rescue thing going where they...well...rescue animals that are in danger. Note that I didn't say endangered; I said in danger. They'll adopt anything! From monkeys to antelopes they've got it. I think I've talked about them before know that I think about it...but anyway, they gave us their goat, and Brownie's real bold. I mean, REAL BOLD. Our other goats, Right-Ear and Other Goat, don't let us within five feet of them; if you say, "Brownie!" to Brownie, she'll run right to you and look at you. She even tried eating my fingers! She acts much more like a dog than a goat; she even has a collar round her neck: the purpose? For pulling her back from eating your pants! The other two goats are pretty huffy to her and try to chase her away from the food and water, but then I chase them back. Shep has tried biting at her a few times, I just hope he's playing!
Signing off,
The Traveler
Thursday, February 10, 2011
*bleep* business is serious business
There are a lot of vulgar words out there; some are misused, or are used in inappropriate situations.
Well in 9ja, there is one curse word that is used VERY inappropriately. It's the one that is another way of saying feces; starts with s, ends with t. Four letter word. And it is used so normally, you'd think it might be a word like sun or clouds! Here's an example, one time we were watching the tv, and there was an ad on about deluxe porta-potties (which is pretty gross), and I don't remember the company's name, but at the end, they said their motto: @#%& business, is serious business. Whoa. That woke us up. It was used correctly, definition-wise, but come on! This was national tv here! Not a very child-friendly ad, I think. And people will use it just like that. One time my friend's dad was trying to do a joke, so he said, "ooh, I need to #%$*, I really need to )@*%." So he pretended to take the remote to something to wipe his butt. See, in Nigeria, I don't think that curse words have the same potency as in America. People just say %^&# when they wanna go. I've also noticed that Nigerians who are trying to be all cool curse on purpose. I guess they got this notion that to be cool you gotta curse from American movies. Like there was this one guy that my friends here were introducing me too, and just out of the blue, using it like a mild interjection like mm-hmm, or huh, he said %&*#. That gave me another shock. Also, there's this other guy that works for us with the chicken farm and everything, and one time he said, "my phone is ^%#$@#$ me up." My Dad told him off then, because he said it in front of me and my sisters. He looked pretty embarassed after that. I think that curse words have different meanings here, and that's why I saw that very strange motto on tv.
Signing off,
The Traveler
Well in 9ja, there is one curse word that is used VERY inappropriately. It's the one that is another way of saying feces; starts with s, ends with t. Four letter word. And it is used so normally, you'd think it might be a word like sun or clouds! Here's an example, one time we were watching the tv, and there was an ad on about deluxe porta-potties (which is pretty gross), and I don't remember the company's name, but at the end, they said their motto: @#%& business, is serious business. Whoa. That woke us up. It was used correctly, definition-wise, but come on! This was national tv here! Not a very child-friendly ad, I think. And people will use it just like that. One time my friend's dad was trying to do a joke, so he said, "ooh, I need to #%$*, I really need to )@*%." So he pretended to take the remote to something to wipe his butt. See, in Nigeria, I don't think that curse words have the same potency as in America. People just say %^&# when they wanna go. I've also noticed that Nigerians who are trying to be all cool curse on purpose. I guess they got this notion that to be cool you gotta curse from American movies. Like there was this one guy that my friends here were introducing me too, and just out of the blue, using it like a mild interjection like mm-hmm, or huh, he said %&*#. That gave me another shock. Also, there's this other guy that works for us with the chicken farm and everything, and one time he said, "my phone is ^%#$@#$ me up." My Dad told him off then, because he said it in front of me and my sisters. He looked pretty embarassed after that. I think that curse words have different meanings here, and that's why I saw that very strange motto on tv.
Signing off,
The Traveler
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Chick Hotel
We've adopted three chicks: Snowy, Rosy, and Caramel. My sisters named them, and we're keeping them until they get strong enough to live out in the yard. Why are we doing this? Because their mother was killed! This dog that would come in the night would eat all of chickens. I think it's trying to eat every last one or something. But anyway, it ate the hen and three of her babies. There were six in all before; now, there are only three. We found them under a sandal, cheeping for their mother, so we quickly put them in a quiet room we weren't using, put some food and water in this large green bowl, and let them do their thing. And they are extremely healthy; almost all of their wing feathers have come in, and they're chirping like crazy. We put a heater (actually a very hot 240 to 120 volt step-down), and they huddle around it at night to sleep. Dino likes to eat the same feed as them. Actually, Dino has been flying lately! He flew from the window to the door today, so we're thinking we're going to let him go soon. Things are really looking up for him.
Signing off,
The Traveler
Signing off,
The Traveler
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
We Have the New Dino!
A few days ago I was walking Shep around the yard when he started sniffing (more like trying to bite) at something. I turned around to see what had caught his attention, and it was a brown bird. It looked nothing like a chick, and it was flaring up it's large wings in defense. I quickly yanked Shep away, and scrutinized the bird. It was brown, and pretty large for a chick, and some of it's adult feathers were still growing in. I called my Dad, and he said that it wasn't a hen's baby. It was something else, so he scooped it up, and we put it inside a large green bowl, with some water, and bread. It wouldn't eat or anything; it would just stay in a little ball, and every once in a while defensively raise it's wings. My little sister thought it was a dinosaur, which is ridiculous, I know, but it sort of looked like one. It had really big eyes, and it's beak looked a little prehistoric. So, we've been caring for it ever since, and it's much more comfortable around us now, and it's eating. It makes this strange whistle noise that is very high pitched and has a head that looks suspiciously like a Hammerkop (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hamerkop). We've named him Dino, and he can balance really well. Maybe that's why he's a bird; we actually don't know if it's a he or she. I think we'll have to wait till it gets it older. We have no idea where it came from either; we couldn't find it's nest or anything. One thing is for sure; Dino really likes to balance on fingers. Maybe we can teach him to stand on a shoulder and squawk!
Signing off,
The Traveler
Signing off,
The Traveler
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