findmedaddy
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Joined: 5/18/2006 From: Maine Status: offline
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kiska, The best part of this is that you (probably) won't go out in the sun again (in South Carolina, in June?? I'm tempted to add "young lady," but I'm not a dom) without a lot of sunblock. If you had skin cancer as a kid, that's even more of a reason to take care of your skin now...but you know that. I wanted to thank you for reminding me of a story that involved a moment of great kindness. I lived in Kenya for a year between high school and college. I have extremely fair skin and even burn easily here in Maine, so as you can imagine, my mom sent me off with lots of advice about wearing hats and long-sleeved shirts (no such thing as effective sunblock in those days). And because I was 17 and have always hated hats, I of course ignored all the good advice. Kenyan independence day arrived, and I went into the center of Nairobi to watch a big parade and, I hoped, get a glimpse of President Kenyatta. I got into town early in the morning to secure a good viewing place and was there for several hours, waiting. Finally, when the sun was highest in the sky (on the Equator, in Africa, at 6,000 feet), I hear the national anthem being played and the crowd noise pick up -- clearly, it's the president coming. Just as President Kenyatta's open limousine begins to pass the spot where I'm standing -- and by the way, I'm VERY obvious because I'm the only white person I've seen all day -- I start to faint. I can feel myself going and think I'm also going to be sick, because the sun has made me nauseous. (Here let me pause to say that sitting down while the president passed was not a good option. Can we all spell d-i-s-r-e-s-p-e-c-t? Only 10 years after independence, a white person doing that while the Kenyan head of state passed by might well have been tossed in jail.) Anyway, down I start to go. And suddenly, what seems like a dozen hands are holding me up. The people around me had seen what was happening. They also knew what might happen if I sat down. So they reacted instantly and held me until the president had gone by. Then they put me on the ground, shared water and food, bawled me out for not wearing a hat (!), and made sure I was ok before they let me leave. It was very self-indulgent of me to share that story, but it is such a nice memory for me. I wish that were the last time I got into trouble with the sun, but some people take a while to learn....
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