Red Coats -off Trophy.

"Relax, man, I am telling am a natural pro. Tell you what, I've never lost a single match under natural circumstances."

What do you mean by natural?

Of course, if all necessary game conditions are intact with no external influence.

Do you even understand what you are saying, man?

Ok, let me put it this way. In my high school career as a pro table tennis player(TT), I only lost a single match within our borders, and it had nothing to do with my opponent being smart or sound in the game. Like there's no way hard work can beat working talent.

Haha, that's funny, man. How do you know she? I'm sure you lost to a lady.

You crazy man, boys category.

Haha, I know, man; just kidding. What happened? Now I was pulling my juice can close as I stroked the bottom with my straw. Yes, it was straight out of the refrigerator, and as usual, the physics and chemistry of mixtures, in this case, water being less dense, settles at the top. You are welcome for that science class; your time will settle the tuition fee.

So GJ, what happened, champ?

I met Jeff in my second year, and we had all missed the previous class. The lecturer was doing rounds asking for an insight on what he had lectured previously, or maybe he was checking for the souls that hardly attend his classes but never missed exams; well, that was Jeff and me, and we could help but start laughing, what followed is history more of signing me in ill be missing today's class.

So it was during the August holiday, and we were at the Kisumu boys high school for the national secondary or high school games, whatever they call them; man, by the way, what's the difference between high school and secondary school?

I don't know, man; maybe it's based on geographical location. You were in rift Valley, so yours was a secondary school.

You can't be a serious man. So we were only required to carry our sportswear and maybe a bedsheet for cover; the rest were to be provided by the host. So we are in Kisumu, the place is hell hot man and with healthy mosquitoes. On our first night after retiring to bed, no, bed is too classy; let me call them metal frames with mattresses. Immediately we had turned off the lights is when my loss began. We couldn't sleep, itching, biting twists, and turning; it was now too much men. I thought my routinely once-a-week bath was proving a little bit overwhelmed by the heat in this beautiful city, the women. Damn, I'll turn off the lights if there's that much to grab and hold on an entire night.

We turned on the lights, man. I've never seen a bedbug so giant and confident; I froze. I was shocked; how do they even sleep in here am sure they couldn't have grown that big and aggressive over the two weeks their owners had been away. I quickly rushed to get my stuff from one of the empty beds we had placed them. Let me tell you, bro, nothing messes my mind like those ugly little creatures. The spirit in me had already left, and all I wanted was to go home. I joined the rest at the verandah, where they had already established a new bedroom so quickly like nothing was even happening.

Outside at the verandah was even worse; I swear the mosquitoes over there have an extra set of vocal cords; they were loud, insanely loud like they had been paid to torture us. I managed to get some sleep, and I'm sure I passed out after knocking myself out trying to hit one of those malaria singers.

I think I only slept for like an hour or less because I woke up donkey tired with a game in less than an hour. I faced some petite handsome dark gentleman from Uganda. It was torture; I could feel the little guys roaming my body. I was restless, and I couldn't stop scratching. I lost the game but not by a more considerable margin. I would have dealt with him effortlessly we're it was not for his friends.

Haha, now I know how to mess you up. I'll keep that in my book for one of your birthdays.

We've all encountered that 'jeff 'moment, and sure enough, it's no fun rather than a nightmare, and if it doesn't trouble you at all, share your way sensi! Now imagine an outbreak in a while county. Recently there was an outbreak in Nakuru county, London area, quite a hell if you ask me, like in whose hands are you safe?

Hey man, where are you from?

I'm from London, Nakuru county.

Stay away from me, man, yeah, that's the public, and you don't wanna imagine such discrimination. Thanks to the government, the situation was handled through fumigation of the whole area, not by planes, so that would be impossible, just door-to-door spraying. Trust me, that little piece of annoying life is faster than light; if you get the chance, try to turn on the lights and see if you can get a glimpse of even a single one, this is something you shouldn't be looking forward to, by the way, just take my word for it and enjoy your peace. They can make you pick only your wallet, go out and get new outfits, shower in a public washroom, and leave everything else behind for a new peaceful life.

Interestingly, we daily interact with these bit of warriors, especially in public places and, more specifically, on public transport. They are not more of a dirt thing but more into the blood, and guess who operates 24/7on blood? Yes, you! So they want to, always in search of new habitat, healthy of course.

They are commonly known as the beautiful city under the sun, and Matatus are the biggest harbor, the dirty seats occupied by different individuals every minute. You only need one with a few eggs, and in less than a week, you'll be housing an empire more prominent than the great Mongolian. Since we can't avoid public transport for fear of these guys, some practices can help in ensuring we are never attacked, and if it happens, it will be just a temporary one;

1. Maintaining good hygiene on the list doesn't require much explanation.

2. Airing out in the sun beddings frequently, the sun helps kill such.

3. Thorough fumigation whenever their presence is felt.

4. Avoid sitting on dirty surfaces and public means of transport.

Apart from just discomfort, they are also known to lead to secondary skin infections from itching and scratching and the risk of mental composure; Jeff can concur with that.

Reach out to @stormy-odhiambo for quality pest control.

Yeah, he's the best and, from experience, worse!