People were running trampling others as they push themselves into our clinic rooms. I had no idea what was going on. I heard the people talking very rapidly saying somethin, somethin, somethin, toro. Then it hit me what they were saying. I hopped up on a seat and there it was. A huge bull that was not looking like it was having the happiest day. It was striking the ground and if smoke could come out of its ears it would have. It was directly in front of the school where I clinic site was and looked like it was getting ready to charge, hence, the swamp of people that piled into our rooms. A truck rounded the corner with a guy in the back and they were getting ready to rope the bull. This did not seem like a very bright idea because how well can a guy in a truck hold back a fierce bull? He went on doing the cowboy over the head swing as the bull was running towards the truck and just before it hit it viered of and ran down the road. The man with the rope misses, thank goodness, and our clinic went on. There was talk about the bull in the field below but it never bothered us again. This was an exciting and rememberable clinic experience.
Pucallpa, Peru 2007-2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
The Angry Bull
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you are so so cute, i love and miss you!
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