Run Chicken Run

I would like to share this peculiar event which happened when I was a kid.

Since I grew up in Saudi Arabia, I was lucky to live in a compound. I remembered when I was around 9 or 10 years old, our compound which is situated inside our compound (so it’s like a compound inside a compound) has two buildings adjacent to each other and all of the rooms are occupied by the employees of the company (where my dad works of course). The land where these two buildings were situated is very wide that maybe two other buildings can be built. So anyway, since we got a wide land, the guy (let’s call him Mr. B since I cannot really remember his name) living across our room tried to raise a farm not quite far from our building. He planted some tomatoes, eggplants and even some green vegetables. It was pretty cool actually. His farm became bigger and bigger that it was a total success. Sometimes, we help him harvest some of the tomatoes and eggplants and sometimes, we try to visit his house of birds. Yep! He is raising chickens and pigeons but mostly the chickens are on the loose while the pigeons are the ones tucked inside the house of birds.

One day, I was just walking around thinking what to do so I came up with the idea of visiting the farm. Mr. B was watering the plants and feeding the birds and when he saw me coming, he smiled and greeted me. We had this little chit-chat and then he mentioned that the chickens sometimes chase after someone. I laughed so hard and told him it’s rubbish since as far as I know chickens are harmless. He was smiling and told me that he’s not joking at all and I was like: “Really huh?!” and I continued laughing then suddenly a chicken came near me and it seems that it was getting ready to run. Mr. B suddenly said, “RUN!!!” and suddenly the chicken ran and my impulsiveness kicked in that I just ran too. I tried to look back to check if it stopped but unfortunately it didn’t! My mind was racing that I can’t decide where to go and how to stop the chicken. I ran at the back of our building and even at the back of the other building trying to divert the attention of the chicken but no it did not stop. Not even once. I passed by the farm and got a glimpse of Mr. B, who is laughing so hard! I was screaming at him asking him how to stop the chicken and he shouted that he has no idea. I was running out of breath and I’ve got an idea which I think was my only hope in stopping the chicken. I remembered that the door in our building was sometimes open and so I prayed that the door is wide open waiting for me. I ran and ran and when I got to the doorway, I wasn’t able to close the door but when I got to the first 10 steps (I think) of the stairs, I looked back to check if the chicken tried to fly and follow me but thank God it stopped. It was staring at me like it’s gonna eat me! God! It totally freaked me out so I continued going up to our apartment and never look back. I guess, I still got more brain cells than the chicken. Whenever I think back about it, I just laugh it off.