By Jones Obiria, School Founder
It sounds like a bad joke. So, this man is walking down the street when he meets a vulture …
You see the bandage on my forehead? Well, here’s what happened. On Monday, I was walking to work on the same route I take every day. Someone left trash outside (a no-no) and it was all over the path. Animals had been foraging.
As I stepped around the trash, I heard a screech and saw a huge black, angry shadow rise up. I had disturbed a vulture. But what I didn’t see until too late was the huge bone in its mouth
Now, the rational part of me knows what happened next, wasn’t on purpose … but still, I swear that bird’s eye gleamed as it dropped the leg bone of a cow on my head. Fortunately, it bounced off my forehead, only causing my skin to split. To be honest, it was my dignity that took the real beating.
Lots of blood later – because foreheads really bleed even when it’s not serious – I was bandaged up and back in school. While my students were sympathetic, I could see them smirk as they turned away.
The slightly-feared Mr. Jones became a wee bit more human. So, maybe there is a moral to this story.