So, I was supposed to be teaching a class yesterday and since it was Thursday, the day after and before the holiday & teachers day off….No one showed. I was in class waiting for students and standing at the window. My friend Josh was standing at the window chatting to me as I waited. Just as he showed up I was having another moment with one of those June Bugs. The hard beetles that fly. So, I saw one of them by the window, on his back kicking his legs and thought oh, that is how they die. They have trouble turning over when they are on their backs. Kick, kick, kick…kick. For a moment I felt sorry for the little bug and decided that I would just let nature take its course. Cuz seriously…it is so big and hard and I just couldn’t bear the snapping squishing sound of murder. It feels like more than just swatting a fly or a mosquito to me… it takes effort to kill these things!
So, I start talking to Josh and mentioned that the bug will probably start flying and that maybe I should have killed him and at that moment he was levating and at about the same level as my shoulder then my head and all of a sudden I screamed. I tried to swing at him but when I saw that he was still there (at my eye level) I turned and ran towards the door knocking everything down in my way. Ok, it was everything that was basically in the room like the teachers podium and teachers stool. It all went crashing down and everyone ran to the door to see what had happened. When they looked in it was just me standing there like an idiot, paper & pens were all over the floor and the furniture toppled. From the look on their faces they were not amused…ok, some were amused but definitely not my boss. I wasn’t even embarrassed I was more thinking about how I will never survive the buggy summer in the school. Because the only thing my friends did say is that “you haven’t seen anything yet”.
