I had arrived yesterday from Italy to Rwanda hoping this holiday would be a experience of a lifetime. By the looks of the ‘Peakers’ brochure (The name of were I’m staying) websites, there seemed to be, what looked like, a beautiful swimming pool and eye catching things to attract tourist. This all changed in reality when I realized I was going to be staying in a straw hut with no door and no heating or electrical products. This meant that I had to pray that the weather was at a good temperature otherwise I would be in trouble. As I walked in, a smell like death hit my noes like a baseball bat. Instantly the image of how I thought my dream room would be melted out of my head. The walls were made out of what i thought was mixture of clay and mud with no decoration. It looked like dark clouds.I squandered my money on the way over so I had no option but to stay in this.. ‘Well I was going to say’ room but !!!!
Anyway I decided that I was going to try and make the best out of it and force myself to have a good time.
I woke up this morning with a irritating ear ache. To my surprise there was a little boy right by my bed side. He was wearing torn clothes and had a ragged appearance. He was screaming at me. Now I realised why my ear had been ringing. He had a weird head shape which made his body lean and he had a small plate in his left ear. He was speaking to me but I couldn’t understand a word he was saying. I could get that he was panicking but I never knew why. Helplessly I rose to my feet which he wanted. With a concerned voice I said “is everything okay”. The boy snapped back ta me and said “why didn’t you tell me you was from English? never mind I haven’t got time for this can you help me now please?!! My face turned sour but I asked again “what’s the matter?” Still panicking, the boy said ” Its my mum” stuttering now as tears flew quickly from his eyes like a waterfall. ” My mum has gone into The jungle and I need to find her. Can you come with me ?” The boy asked . I didn’t know what to say . “ummmmmmmmm.”
Rugs J was the name of the jungle. I Looked nervously at this huge jungle in front of me. “Come on the” The boy urged me. I followed the boy. As I ran just a few feet Into the jungle the entrance seemed to vanish between all the trees. Sounds were coming from everywhere. Hissing,growling,rustling,bird calls, wings fluttering, monkey hoots/shrieks, animal movements from every direction, playing tricks on me. I looked up, one time and instantly a monkey flew by. This jungle was full of wild life!!
I carried on running with the little boy, amazed at how well he knew the jungle. “This way he said”. The sight of ground was lost with all the ants and grass on the floor making it hard to move quickly. I was beginning to get scared now. What other vicious animals lay ahead of me in the jungle?
The boy stopped in his tracks. “are we close to your mother?” I asked. “yeah .. I think we are” I watched him listening to the everlasting sounds in the jungle. I took a good look at the jungle. There were some beautiful trumpet tree’s which I could see was swarming with little animals like lizards. I saw baboons and monkeys in packs swinging from tree to tree so elegantly. It was a great sight. “What’s your name I asked the little boy”. “Mano” he replied. “My name’s Fred” I said back.
We had been in the jungle for about 30 mins now and there was still no sight or signs to help us find Mano’s mother. The jungle grew bigger and bigger as we went deeper into it, I was amazed by these trees and animals
Suddenly we came to an immediate halt. I saw what I thought was a huge bulky branch. It then moved. As I got closer it look to be like skin. My eyes paused and my mouth opened with shock then muted. This branched was actually a snake. I was frozen. ” CLAP,CLAP,CLAP” the third slap Mano gave me made me unfreeze. “Run!!” he screamed. quick as a flash I came back to life. we both sprinted for our lives. Some people say Usain Bolt is the fastest man on the planet but i guarantee you on that day we would have gapped

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