Mal Aire

I so wish I had pictures of this…a mini exorcism was performed on me today. I puked after lunch…so my mom whipped out the egg again. I figured out that when she´s rubbing it all over me, if she hears a water like sound from inside, that means there is bad energy. She couldn’t believe her ears…apparently I still have a lot of mal aire. So first, she put a read string around my wrist like a bracelet, apparently that’s supposed to help. Then, she took me to my abuelos house.

Perhaps because I´ve never had a close relationship with a grandparent, I am seriously drawn to my abuelo. He is adorable. When we got to the house there were like 7 people (aunts uncles cousins) there. He had me lay down on the couch to relax. He came over to me smoking a cigarette with an egg in hand. He crossed himself…you know, father son holy ghost thing...and then he began. He took a big rip out of his cigarette and then forcefully blew the smoke out onto the egg…then he rubbed the egg all over my stomach. He repeated this five or six times, while he muttered some Spanish prayer. Keep in mind, everyone is watching. Then he gets some kind of a branch from a plant, and does the same thing. And I mean…he really blew that smoke out…almost like he was spitting it out. Of course, because I love this man, I wasn’t at all uncomfortable. The whole thing lasted about ten minutes. When it was over my mom just stood there shaking her head….In spanish she said, ¨I am really worried…I´ve never seen someone with so much bad energy¨. A few minutes later we left to go to my brothers soccer game. My abuelo however, was sitting on the couch not looking too hot. ¨He took on all of your mal aire¨, my mom said. I´ll feel really bad if I kill the man.