A Fire-Eater Sat on my Lap . . .

Well, we head out again tomorrow. This time to Texas, then from there driving to PA through a series of pit-stops. Should be lots of fun!! We’re excited. But, in the midst of all of this, I have realized that my aspirations of posting regularly and of good quality have not been coming true. I’m not sure if it is due to lack of time or motivation, or just not feeling like I have much worth writing about at the moment. Whatever it is . . . it is.

I do however have a short story to share with you. I had planned to share it on Friday, but then I posted a review for Tyndale on Friday, and I started realizing that even with some stretching my story wasn’t going to be very long. So, here it is.

Basically, a fire-eater sat on my lap and ate fire.

That’s the gist of it. We were enjoying an awesome cultural evening during our time in Senegal which was complete with traditional music and dancing. Then, all of the sudden, out comes a fire-eater (which I have only ever heard tell of and have never witnessed before). He began with some dancing with fire, then a little bit of blowing fire, then rubbing fire up and down his arms and legs. My teammate got to hold his little bowl of coals while he was doing something early on in his show, and I thought to myself “Wow, cool, she got to be a part of his show!” (read: a little jealous).

Next thing, Mr. Fire-eater has two long sticks with what looks like flaming marshmallows on the ends (but, they weren’t marshmallows, just for the record.) He dances around a little and then goes and sits on some lady and starts eating the flaming things off of the stick. Then . . . next thing I know . . . he is sitting on MY lap, eating flaming things off of his stick! So, please, any of you with similar experiences – what reaction does this warrant? I was not completely sure what to do, but I guess that was okay, because sitting there looking terrified seemed to be sufficient.

Jealousy was gone. A little bit of awkward giggliness was in its place. But it was one of the coolest experiences of my life.

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