I grew up in a boarding school in the Himalayas, surrounded by lush green forests and a variety of wildlife, especially monkeys. In my early years in the school I spent my days in a little dormitory called Edge Hill. I have many fond memories of the place except one, the day a Himalayan Recess monkey peed on my head.
Edge Hill was small cosy little dorm at the top of a hill. In Edge Hill there is a small basketball court, a slide and other playground equipment but what I remember most distinctly is Edge Hill’s “stand up swing.” This was no ordinary swing, when making the Edge Hill playground the workers made a mistake and made the swing too low to sit on and hence the name “stand up swing.” I remember that people would wait in line for quite a long time just to get five minutes on that swing. Like most other kids I too waited in line, waited while listening to my MP3 player. I stared at the old pine tree right above the swing wondering how old it must be when suddenly someone said, “HURRY!” I ran and boarded the swing, listening to my favorite song at an extremely loud volume. As I closed my eyes and stood swinging I suddenly felt a nice warm tingling sensation on my scalp, I stopped swinging, trying to preserve the feeling as long as I could. Suddenly I heard a roar of laughter from all directions, every child in the playground and basketball court was looking towards me and laughing their butt off. I felt insecure, not knowing if they were laughing at me, I stepped off the swing only to notice a clear yellow liquid trickling beside me. I followed the thin trickle up the old pine tree only to spot the scrotum of a Himalayan Recess monkey.
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