Every morning at 4:30am sharp a rooster crows outside of my guesthouse window. I know this because that means every morning at 4:30am sharp I’m awake listening to said rooster. My revenge is that I know when I walk down the street and see roosters cawing and hens clucking…I will probably be eating them for dinner.
I know this is true because today I watched them slaughtered goats outside of another scholar’s window. When goats bleat it sounds like a small child crying, so I heard this goat crying and crying and went to investigate. The other scholar has these large one-way windows that look out onto the backyard…you can see out, but the people in the backyard can’t see in. So there were these two goats tied with a rope on their neck to a tree, bleating away…then a big strong man wrestled with one of the goats…they struggled, the man won and tied the goats legs…then one of the women from the kitchen brought a machete to the goat…then…
You can imagine. I ate goat for dinner. Another time outside the same window there was a little girl eating chicken…then throwing some chicken to the chickens who were also eating chicken…then she threw her chicken bone down to the ground and the chickens raced for it…chickens are cannibals, who knew?
I’m learning a lot about livestock here. They have overrun the hospital (in fact one of the goals for 2011 here is to pen the animals so they aren’t roaming free about the wards) ,so I see them everyday at work. And even though all the animals seem wild, they all go back to the same house at night to sleep…even if that house slaughters them during the evening.
Looking forward to my 4am wake up call…
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