Muloolo!!!

Muloolo!

(I will be posting more this week but here is a quick update for today.)

Muloolo: I’m sure you’re wondering what this word means.

It means snake!

Yesterday afternoon, one of the native boys who is like a son to the Loves came up to their back door saying, “knock, knock” (which is common for people to do here). Karen opened the door. The boy, whose name is Humphrey, said, “Karen, can I have some water?” while holding his arm straight out in front of him. She asked what he needed it for, and he said “Oh, a snake just spit at me and almost bit me.” Karen was taken aback by this and said, “Wait…WHAT happened?!” By that time she had started to walk him to the bathroom to shower off. Rick walked in and heard what happened, and he told us to pour milk where the venom had gotten on him so it wouldn’t burn his skin. Karen and I rushed to get some milk. We took Humphrey outside and had him take off his shirt and started dousing him with milk (which looked so funny!). We could see where the venom had hit him, and it was all over him, including his face. It had just missed his eyes by a few millimeters. Thank God it didn’t get in his eyes, or he could have been blinded for a few days. After he took a shower, Karen got him some clean clothes and fed him. He told us that he had accidentally kicked something, and when he looked down, he saw a huge snake. Suddenly, it started to rise up towards his face, and he knew to start walking backwards away from it. After it was at the same height as him and spit, it went back down and went away in the grass. When Karen asked him if he was scared, he said, “Yeah, I was very scared” with the most calm voice. His voice was so calm that you would never know that he was scared or that anything bad had happened.

Here is a picture of the milk being poured onto Humphrey: