If you live in the rain forest
climates of West Africa, you will be very familiar with the buzz of the
mosquito in your ears on hot humid evenings. Even if there’s only one mosquito
and only one person in an area as large as a football field,

A very long time ago when Ear was a beautiful woman and ready for marriage,
there were several suitors wooing her. There were big creatures, there were
small creatures. There were fast and sleek creatures and there were slow ones.
But they all professed their love for Ear and demonstrated their skills, and
there was such an impressive array of skills that Ear had a difficult time
making a decision. Then along came mosquito.

“I would like you to be my wife”, proposed Mosquito.

Ear was so offended by this affront. ‘Look around you!” she cried. “Of all the
people and creatures in the whole world, what makes you think I can entertain
such a thought?” Ear was distressed. “Marry you!!” she continued. “You will be
dead before the week is over. You’re not strong, you’re weak and I will never
marry you!”

Ear was exhausted from this tirade and she fell into her seat, fanning herself
vigorously like she was trying to get any image of Mosquito out of her head.
Meanwhile, Mosquito was really hurt by all that Ear said. It was very
embarrassing to be talked to like that in front of all the other creatures who
were whispering to each other and giggling. Apparently, they all agreed with
Ear. “Dead before the week is over,” thought Mosquito as he slunk away. “We’ll
see about that.”

And from that day forward, whenever Mosquito sees Ear, he flies up to her and
says; ‘Emi re, mi o ti ku’, which in English means ‘Here I am, I am
not dead.’

But who did Mosquito eventually marry? And how did she get attached to either
side of Head? That’s another story I would like to hear.