Lesane Mourita: The Man Who Got Lost in His Own House




I've heard the tale of Lesane Mourita, a man whose sense of direction was so abysmal, he once got lost in his own house.

One sunny Saturday, Lesane woke up bright and early, ready to tackle his household chores. He decided to start with the upstairs bedrooms. But as he climbed the stairs, his trusty pet parrot, Mango, squawked a cheerful greeting, distracting him momentarily.

With his attention momentarily diverted, Lesane stepped into the hallway and promptly forgot which way led to the bedrooms. Panic surged through him as he realized he was utterly disoriented.

  • The Laundry Room Adventure: Lesane stumbled across the laundry room, its washing machine eerily humming. "Hmm," he thought, "maybe I can hide in here and wait for Mango to guide me out." But as he stepped inside, the door mysteriously slammed shut, trapping him in a soapy purgatory.
  • The Attic Expedition: With his escape from the laundry room proving futile, Lesane wandered into the attic. Cobwebs hung from every corner, and the air was thick with the scent of forgotten memories. As he navigated the dusty maze, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching him.
  • The Basement Blunder: Desperation gnawing at his stomach, Lesane descended into the basement. The darkness enveloped him like a suffocating blanket, and the faint patter of water from a leaking pipe sent shivers down his spine. "Hello?" he called out, hoping to hear a friendly voice. But only silence greeted him.

As hours turned into what felt like days, Lesane's resolve dwindled. He had stumbled upon every nook and cranny of his house, but his bedroom remained an elusive mirage.

Just when the hope began to flicker out, he heard a faint scratching sound. He followed the noise to a tiny door tucked away inside a closet. With trembling hands, he pulled the door open and found himself face-to-face with Mango.

"Mango!" Lesane exclaimed, tears of relief streaming down his cheeks. "You found me!"

Mango squawked triumphantly and hopped onto Lesane's shoulder.

As Lesane and Mango made their way back to the bedroom, they couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. Lesane Mourita, the man who got lost in his own house.

From that day forward, Lesane never took his sense of direction for granted. And whenever he felt himself getting disoriented, he would simply call out, "Mango, where are we?"

And Mango would always squawk the correct answer.