I went to the market today and picked up a kilo of green beans. Stephanie spent the better part of the afternoon picking off the ends and snapping them. Stephanie cooked them all up and I dressed them with salt and a little extra virgin olive oil. A short while later, as we were getting Timothy ready to eat a banana, we notice Timothy acting distressed about something with his shirt. Then Stephanie feels something bite her stomach. She looks down and there is a small red mark on her stomach. We notice a similar red mark on his stomach. I look down and see a medium sized black ant looking like it’s injured. I put it out of its misery with the sole of my sandal. As a minute or two passes, the minor discomfort Stephanie and Timothy were experiencing is transforming rapidly to an intense burning pain. We rush to the bedroom to find some pain reliever to apply to what is now a small red welt on each of their abdomens. The pain reliever kicks in and all is well. My only guess is that this killer ant was crawling around in the green beans and ended up on Stephanie’s shirt. When she picked Timothy up, she held him against her body, crushing the ant. Its defense mechanism kicked in and WHAM. Another day in West Africa.
Of course Stephanie saw two more ants in the bathroom later that evening…
Needless to say, the insecticide will be coming out in full force in the morning.
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