Listening Suit Up!

 (By: Dimas Purnama Adi Wicaksono, an UKSW Student.)


Salutations, my dearest blog readers! I hope everything goes well for you. I would like to tell you a story that I picked up from er-central in this opportunity. The story is called "The Visitor" written by ELLO. This article has around 370 words, and also has a 13.75 level of literature. The story is quite fun to read but also thrilling at the same time. I will tell you about the story of Leath, a person that just came back from Africa.

I was walking down the street until I met my friend Todd. He greeted me politely and asked about the story that I was talking about. Would you like to hear it too? Very well.

A year and a half ago and it happened in Harare the capital, where my mom lives. I was on holiday back home seeing my mom and anyway it's a Sunday morning and I was in the shower. Got up pretty late, it must have been about half ten and all of a sudden my mom burst into the shower and she says, "Leath, there's a snake, there's a snake in the kitchen." And so I thought "Ah, what kind of snake would this be?"

Because we live in the capital, I doubted that there would be a snake in the high rise. And then I put a towel around my waist and walked bad-tempered through the kitchen. Attached to the kitchen we've got this little courtyard where we set out to have morning coffee and breakfast.

                                          

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It's tiled and leads onto a small garden. And so I walked out onto the courtyard and there was a seven-foot Egyptian cobra. Wow! I was really, really blown away because I know a bit about snakes and I know that a bite from an Egyptian cobra in a country where the antidote isn't readily available is almost certainly fatal. And there we were, my mom and I, with a seven-foot Egyptian cobra slithering between the courtyard and our kitchen. 

And, eventually, we trapped it in the courtyard and I went to fetch guys who work for national parks. National parks are the guys who kind of look after animal problems within the city and brought them around. And we were hoping that they were going to catch it because Zimbabwe isn't so rich at the moment and stuff like that. They don't have the facilities to keep caught animals so unless it's endangered they just shoot it, so the guy shot our seven-foot cobra.

And guys and gals, we've reached the end of this blog. What do you think of the story? Let me know in the comments. I hope you enjoyed reading this post. Have a nice day! :D