So the plugs here in Ecuador are especially challenging to get things to plug into. The other day I went to plug in my alarm clock after I had unplugged it to use the blow dryer and the outlet kept sparking.
This reminded me of a huge fear I had as a child. I was deathly afraid of fire. So much so, that I thought that I was going to burn the house down by plugging things into the wall and creating sparks. Therefore, I never touched an outlet for probably two years. I remember making my brother plug in the vaccuum for me. It was like a little game we´d play, I´d stand there and wait until he came along and then I would make him do it for me. It was like our little secret too, nobody else ever knew that it was him all that time plugging in the vacuum cleaner.
Good thing I have moved on now and I fear more rational things, such as speaking Spanish to natives, getting killed in a van/bus collision, and finding my true love here and becoming a señora in Ecuador without my family here to see it.
8 comments:
My fears are static electricity and trains.
I'm afraid of open tin cans and umbrellas.
Kim, you're justified in your fears...but as for the rest of you... who are you people? :)
hmm...awkward. I have one to add now. Last night I was out strolling around with my housemates/friends/co-volunteers...(whatever you want to call them) Eric and Beth and we saw a man on a corner that looked awfully suspicous with a gun so we started to run, then we saw a huge dog and then we ran faster and then we looked like huge idiots because the man on the corner was a guard and the dog was blind. So, I guess this means I am afraid of big dogs and of being robbed.
I don't like housemates/friends/co-volunteers. I prefer brothers and sisters in arms.
And Marissa, you know and I know that your biggest fear is me beating you in Othello...a nightmare played out week after week.
I'm afraid of newspapers in trees
Jason! Nice to hear from you. I´d thought you had dropped off the face of the earth. Although, I must say that you, Rusty and Ronnie have some odd thoughts going on in those brains of yours.
I'm afraid of jason
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