Growing up as a child, the word Pneumonia sounded like a monster that waited behind every raindrop. We were never allowed to play in the rain like every other kid in the neighborhood. "You will catch pneumonia!" my mother would scream. On days when she wasn't home, my siblings and I seized our freedom. We would dance in the rain carefree. When she returns, we would go through the ritual of applying Aboniki methylated balm all over our chests, as it was the only cure to chas
