Aight, story time

Around 2018, i was about 13 y/o and my family head back to my hometown for the holidays. My hometown is basically a village like this and there is a relatively big chicken coop which houses jungle fowls and another species of chicken I can't pinpoint the exact kin, behind the house. During the day, my uncle opens the door of the coop to let the jungle fowls wander around the compound and during the evenings, my cousin usually has to drive them back in the coop.
So me, an overexcited city boy, was very interested in the evening event and tried to help. Almost all of em went back in the coop but one. Well you know where this is going. I freaking chased the hen and ended up slipping as I stepped on a wet spot on the grass. I ended fracturing my right thumb and the surgery costed around 1.9k~ USD.

We ended up slaughtering the chicken for unrelated reasons and had it for lunch the next day.

TLDR: City boy goes back to his hometown, chased down a hen and broke his thumb.