Sometimes you just realise all of a sudden life is getting a bit too hectic! Those alligators are now chomping at your ears, and getting your attention!
If you're one of the readers here you'll know my dear colleague and friend, Angelia Phillips of By the Way, recently spent a couple of weeks here in Sechelt. A good part of her time was devoted to our website biz, and as much as possible was spent on just having a really good time meeting folks and getting to know each other |
I'm hoping your interest will continue, even though I've decided to make yet another change here! It's all good, and relatively minor. After today I'm going to be publishing only on Friday's Spin page, unless i have something special that needs to be told! That will free me up to be helping with other sites, and meet and greet stuff with business folks that I just can't get to under present circumstances.
Powerful memories
The scene is set in my little Zululand village in South Africa. My sister was very sick and in my parents' bed, because my mother wanted to keep an eye on her.
In the afternoon my mother went to check on the patient, and found her sitting up in bed, eyes wide as saucers. My mother asked Janet if something was wrong, and she pointed to the door and said, "There's a snake behind the door!"
My mother immediately assumed that Janet was hallucinating. She ran to get a thermometer, cool damp cloths, and notify my father . When she came back things had not changed much. My sister was still sitting upright with arm helplessly extended, pointing mutely at the door.
My mother jumped back like a scalded cat. She called our Zulu maid, who got down to business right away. She had a big panga, a kind of knife used for chopping bush to clear a path. With a couple of minutes the writhing snake was killed and thrown outside onto the street. A couple of minutes after that it was picked up by a group of singing, chanting Zulus, who carried it off on their shoulders.
Now, before you scoff at this idea, you might like to read here!
Even today, venomous snakes such as the green mamba, provide medicine for humanity, including heart medication. I knew there had to be something good about them!
See you again for the next edition!
Vicki