Saturday, October 11, 2008
My friend was unfortunate enough to suffer from an attack of chicken pox. He had to miss lectures for a good two weeks, one of which he spent bat the sanatorium. He spent the other one at his home. Luckily for him he lives in the township. If it had been me, I would have been stuck in my res room with a very unsightly face. I remember the first time I saw him when he came bake from home. You see, I had not seen him since he got the pox. I could not believe my eyes. His face was a playground of unsightly spots. He was virtually unrecognisable. I had to struggle to stop myself from recoiling at the sight of his face. Make no mistake, he is my friend and I have all the sympathy he requires. But sometimes, you can’t help having reflexive reactions to some things. I couldn’t help thanking God that I had had chicken pox way back when I was a kid. My friend is a dapper ladies man who takes good care of his appearance. The pox has been a big blow to him. He feels he can’t charm the ladies anymore with the face he currently has. He even goes either very early or very late to eat his meals. That way there won’t be many people around to stare at him. At least there a signs that he marks on his face are disappearing. I just hope the medical experts are correct in saying you can’t get chicken pox twice because I spend all my time with this friend of mine. And I really wouldn’t like to look like what he does right now. My heart goes out to all those who succumbed to this infection. It is not good for one’s ego and confidence.
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