Around New Year 2007
I just got back to Accra, from a village in Benin and a very good friend of mine is telling me about his holidays. Something very sad happened to him, but of course to a natural laugh maniac this also had a humouristic twist. Names and details gotta be confidential, I am really trying. So hear me out...
Right after I left for my travels, my friend got into a car accident (partly because of me) and had to stay in the hospital for about three days. Terrible, Christmas started out really bad, I felt so guilty. A couple of days before Christmas, when we need love and harmony more than ever, his three pairs of jeans got stolen, while hanging on the line, drying, from just being washed. Man, some people are just too greedy!
Well, you know we gotta move on, so he decides that he wants to celebrate the New Year like a big man. For sure, he deserves it! So, he decides to go to somewhere around Cape Coast (about three hours away) to get a nice and juicy goat (extra cheap) and make a barbeque. A very good idea, but then...there are still a couple of days before the New Year and without a house on a farm he cannot do anything else than, tieing up this poor goat in his apartment. Now, can you imagine hearing this beeeeeeee beeeeeee from morning till night feeding him and cleaning him? waaaa.... You really gotta want that barbeque...
Finally the time has come and the feast is ready to be celebrated. The goat is about to die and be well eated by some vey happy people and a very hardworking host. So, the goat slaughter put the well fed goat in his pick up car, in the back of course, and on the way to the spot all of a sudden, in the middle of the traffic, peolple are signaling him to stop. He turns around and he sees his precious goat hung by the throat, flying up and down in the air, strangled and exausted. It turns out that, the goat figured his sad destiny and decided to commit suicide, which could be a bad sign and is not supposed to be eaten. In other words, no barbeque.
After getting some advice, the sad mourner buries the dead goat in his cousin's backyard, without telling him... Some days pass and it seems as if everything is okay, until... the cousin's dog starts sniffing and digging, digging and some more sniffing and next thing you know... The cousin finds the dead goat, baaa he gets really upset and kicks out my unlucky buddy out of the house. Right on the street, no barbeque and no house. Even until today, I don't think they speak.
Well, I think next year, he better try some chicken instead, or maybe even better have some toufu or something...
I just got back to Accra, from a village in Benin and a very good friend of mine is telling me about his holidays. Something very sad happened to him, but of course to a natural laugh maniac this also had a humouristic twist. Names and details gotta be confidential, I am really trying. So hear me out...
Right after I left for my travels, my friend got into a car accident (partly because of me) and had to stay in the hospital for about three days. Terrible, Christmas started out really bad, I felt so guilty. A couple of days before Christmas, when we need love and harmony more than ever, his three pairs of jeans got stolen, while hanging on the line, drying, from just being washed. Man, some people are just too greedy!
Well, you know we gotta move on, so he decides that he wants to celebrate the New Year like a big man. For sure, he deserves it! So, he decides to go to somewhere around Cape Coast (about three hours away) to get a nice and juicy goat (extra cheap) and make a barbeque. A very good idea, but then...there are still a couple of days before the New Year and without a house on a farm he cannot do anything else than, tieing up this poor goat in his apartment. Now, can you imagine hearing this beeeeeeee beeeeeee from morning till night feeding him and cleaning him? waaaa.... You really gotta want that barbeque...
Finally the time has come and the feast is ready to be celebrated. The goat is about to die and be well eated by some vey happy people and a very hardworking host. So, the goat slaughter put the well fed goat in his pick up car, in the back of course, and on the way to the spot all of a sudden, in the middle of the traffic, peolple are signaling him to stop. He turns around and he sees his precious goat hung by the throat, flying up and down in the air, strangled and exausted. It turns out that, the goat figured his sad destiny and decided to commit suicide, which could be a bad sign and is not supposed to be eaten. In other words, no barbeque.
After getting some advice, the sad mourner buries the dead goat in his cousin's backyard, without telling him... Some days pass and it seems as if everything is okay, until... the cousin's dog starts sniffing and digging, digging and some more sniffing and next thing you know... The cousin finds the dead goat, baaa he gets really upset and kicks out my unlucky buddy out of the house. Right on the street, no barbeque and no house. Even until today, I don't think they speak.
Well, I think next year, he better try some chicken instead, or maybe even better have some toufu or something...
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