There are two windows in my room that I try to leave open as often as I can to create a refreshing cross breeze. The only problem with this is the missing screen in one, but the relief of the breeze sometimes tricks me into forgoing bug protection. A result of this one night was the unsightly entrance of 4 large bugs of different varieties, one a cross between a cricket and praying mantis, the second a mutated fly moth with two large abdomens and excessively long feelers. Having recently reread James and the Giant Peach I am now plagued with the mental image of each one distorted and blown up to 100 times their actual size. Were I James, the personalities of these bugs would not be nearly as friendly as his enlarged bugs and much more menacing. Keep in mind that I'm not a squeamish person- I've caught and tortured multitudes of bees with the best of them.
The most satisfying (and ironical) part was using my large copy of the "first-year teacher's Survival Kit" to smack the bugs. Very appropriate.
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