This is a disgusting, but funny story. If you are grossed
out by dead animals do not read this.
Mma gwe T's chicken farm. |
After a very long day of training, we came home to a house
full of dead chickens. Mma gwe T had slaughtered 100 of her chickens and they
were bagged up and ready to sell. However, she overloaded her chest freezers
and they all were at room temperature for a full 24 hours. Her son, Tebogo, was
supposed come help her re-bag the chickens and clean the freezers. Tebogo
didn’t come, Bridge was about to vomit (it’s important to note that Bridgette
has become very sensitive to smells since arriving in Botswana), so Matt
volunteered (or was coerced) to do it. The chicken process was as follows:
·
Clean out the blood in the freezer with dirty
old rag
·
Take room-temperature chicken out of bag
·
Wash chicken in two basins (1st and 2nd
rinse)
·
Drain out blood in plastic bag
·
Place chicken back in bag
·
Put the bagged chickens back in the freezer or
in the back of a pickup truck
Bridge was busy preparing dinner when Mma gwe T came in with
her dirty rag (the one mentioned above) and cleaned up around her. I (Bridge)
looked at the counters in disgust and said, oh my goodness I am going to get
salmonella from this whole operation. Our biggest concern though was Matt getting
sick. He was the one on the floor with dead chickens and bowls full of chicken
blood.
When Matt and Mma gwe T were done with the chicken project,
we made sure Matt got really cleaned up, we washed his clothes, he took a bath,
he scrubbed his hands, etc. Unfortunately we did not take the same precautions
for me. I got sick, really sick for like ten days. Even though salmonella sucks
big time, we still look back at the chicken incident and crack up.
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