pythons and puff adders

Things have been fairly interesting in the village lately.
First I helped push a friend of mine 15km to a clinic, strapped to the back of a bike after he tried to kill himself by drinking battery acid. Apparently the stress of having two wives proved to be too much for him and decided to cut his losses. To his disappointment we were able to rush him (3 hrs) to the clinic where he was unconsciously vomiting for two days and then recovered.
I also experienced my first real sickness in the village which was about as awful as i expected it to be. And it came from a most unlikely place- America. I found a hidden cache of almond roca my mom had sent me in november and figuring that sugar, butter, almonds and chocolate can't go bad I finished the bag. The next day I was supposed to be helping a bricklayer with a new edition on my house, but instead laid in the grass vomiting and writhing in pain. I got chills and a headache and my neighbor decided to brew the village moonshine in my backyard. The stench nearly put me into another round of puking. Finally my neighbors were telling ME I was suffering. "dimu" - it is true
Last week I was awoken at 630 by a neighbor kid shouting, "mbuma, mbuma!!" Which at the time i mistook for a mole turned out to be a 8 foot python. All of the mothers in the village were dragging their kids over to show them and scare them senseless- and to ensure that every snake they see in the future they kill. (including this endangered rock python)
Work on the community clinic is coming along and nearly all of the 4000 bricks are molded. Next we move the bricks and stack them so they can be fired so they wont melt in the rain.