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Blast of Benin #11

So for the first 4 months of living in Benin I could not charge my phone in my house. Instead everyday I had to go to my host family’s house to charge. Going over there everyday want a problem for me because I basically go there everyday because they are my family. No really I harassed them to the point that they basically adopted me for better or worse lol

My issue with charging my phone there was that I was consistently stealing their electricity. I felt so uncomfortable because I would want to charge my phone and my tablet, so I would basically be attached all the time.

I had been talking to multiple people how to get the electricity in my house going and finally one day Papa Propertaire was like hey Biia I’m ready to attach this thingy to the outlet so you can charge your phone (not a direct quote). So I was excited!!!!

So he came in and CUT open the wires with pliers with no rubber on them. And started moving the wires around with his BARE HANDS also unprotected with rubber. And I’m standing behind him like😰…

Me: I don’t know Papa Propertaire… this isn’t dangerous to just be touching all this stuff? Like the electricity could hurt you…

PP: What? Hahaha! No, I’m use to this stuff.

Me: I don’t think that’s how electricity works…

PP: Do you have une Lame?

Me: une lame?…

PP: yes

Me: *makes high pitch mmmmmm noise that I make when a student writes the wrong answer* a what?

PP: you know the thing you cut your nails with…

Me: oohhhh yes yes I’ll go get it *brings back a nail clipper*

Me:😊

PP:😐

Me:☺

PP:πŸ˜‘

Me:πŸ™‚

PP: NO

Me:πŸ™ƒ I’ll just ask to borrow my host family’s lame…

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Blast of Benin #8

It’s 10:30pm. After spending a couple hours earlier worrying about my house flooding after watching the water seep from under my doorway and slowly fill up my hall. I was able to just leisurely lay in bed reading one piece I got really into it but I started to get sleepy, since tomorrow  is Wednesday  (my free day) I was like hey why stress I should just go to bed. I prepare to go to sleep I see the biggest greenest meanest insect of my life and immediately I felt my life force being drained away from me. I went through all my possible options and eventually decided to walk to my host family’s house and ask for help. I made the 10 second trek through the rain to their house. 

“Ko Ko Ko!” I said to let them know someone was standing in the dark, in the rain, outside of their window.

My brother came out so see me perched on a rock, hands folded like I was praying  covering my nose and mouth. I tried to force a light and breezy smile and asked “are you busy?” 

He smiled and said yes, looking very confused because I’m known for discouraging people from walking around at night and I don’t leave my house when it’s raining.

“Well there is a big big big big big insect in my room and I will die. Can you help me?” -Me 

He goes back in the house to get his shoes and I instantly groan inside because now the whole family will know, which means the concession will know, which means everyone in village will know about tonight.

My mom comes out and asks what is it? What did I see? Her face grows a little concerned when she sees me in my praying hands covering my face stance (That I subconsciously go in apparently when I feel extreme fear or anxiety) which reflecting on makes me look quite serious and withdrawn and probably a little frightening  especially since I’m always laughing and smiling.

“I don’t know. A monster?”- Me 

10 second trek back to my house. 

“Keep your shoes on.”, I say making sure my best line of defense is fully prepared for battle.

I scurry to my hallway so I can just barely see the monster posted on my bedroom wall and I whisper, “There!”

AND EMMANUEL GRABS IT WITH HIS BARE HANDS AND SAYS SEE YOU TOMORROW AND WALKS OUT MY HOUSE LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED!!!

I can’t deal man… 

Blast of Benin #6

I ate fresh peanuts for the first time. I didn’t realize that I’ve never had fresh peanuts before coming to Benin. They’re always dry roasted and lightly salted. I definitely prefer fresh peanuts over the other ones. The roasted ones are always too dry for me and I can’t eat more than like 5. When I first tried it I didn’t know it would be covered in white skin lol

 “ummm do I just peel this white stuff off or do I eat it… Oh why is it damp?”

“You’ve never eaten Peanuts before?!”

Blast of Benin #7

For those who do not know, I am not a big fan of bugs especially spiders. My kitchen area is a room outside my house, which is a hundred percent fine I actually really like have a separate building/rooms for my kitchen, bathroom, and shower area. But the kitchen having not been used before had managed to gather a rather large collection of spiders. After doing a quick survey to see who in my family could help me get rid of them, me and Emmanuel went to go take care of business. Now I like to put on airs of not being afraid of things and willing to experience anything. That didn’t work at all… I ended up hiding outside the room screaming “C’est  la!! C’est la!” It’s there it’s there!! Emmanuel probably ended up killing like 10 spiders for me πŸ˜‚