One early morning last week, I decided to go hunting with my Gumuz bow and arrows. I walked up to the top of the hill to hunt a rat but I saw a bird land in a fig tree. It was v
ery small and black. I pulled back the bow string with my bird shooting arrow. It has an arrow with barbs attached to the top of the shaft and eight pointy thin sharp pieces of wood surrounding the arrow tip a little lower. The arrow hit its target. The arrow went through the bird and it was stuck in the "cage" made by the eight pieces of wood.
The arrow took the bird a far distance away. I ran to get my arrow and bird and sprinted home to show my family. It was almost school time but my mom (teacher) said that I could roast the bird and eat it for breakfast. I built a small fire and started plucking the feathers.
A Gumuz lady passing by helped me (I didn't actually want her help). She told me to just put the bird on the fire and not take off the feathers. So that's what I did. The feathers just burnt off. Then my sisters, Micah (our 3 year old neighbour boy) and I ate the bird. We ate all the parts even the head. The feet were burnt off so we didn't eat them.
Later we looked up what kind of bird it was and it was a sunbird. It was really small maybe 14 cm and had black feathers and its chest was kind of a shimmery purple. It was a good breakfast but wasn't very filling so I went inside and ate french toast with strawberry sauce. Then we went to school.
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