when i was six, armed robbers came to rob us at night. my dad instinctively went into self-defense mode with a cutlass before he even realized they had guns. luckily, my great grandmother was sitted in the sitting when they released rounds at my dad, but in the blink of an eye she raised her hand up and the bullets turned to groundnuts and she caught them, and immediately disarmed the robbers and turned their guns to bananas and we all ate it as our night food