As a kid growing up in East New York and spending summers in the Catskill Mountains playing with insects and reptiles was a big thing. My brother used to play with ants and would stick his face to the ground watching them. He had a big sore on his nose from age 2 to 3. That's how close he would get to those ants. We used to feed ants sugar, thinking they would grow to be giant ants like in the movie "Them". There were a lot of bushes and big lawns in the projects. The bushes always had bees flying around the flowering plants, mostly the white flowers. I used to grab a bee by the wings and put them in a jar. The cover of the jars always had a few holes punched in them. I thought I was being kind to the bees, but they didn't last too long in the jars. I guess they need more than air to live. Butterflies were fun to catch. The swallowtails were really hard to catch. Those were too fast. I think maybe I only caught two of those in my life. Mostly it was the yellow or white smaller butterflies or moths that we caught. The wings would leave this magic powder on your fingers. I figured if I got enough of this stuff , maybe I could fly. I never could get enough of it.
Grasshoppers were pretty cool and really easy to catch. The big locusts were more difficult but we got those too. Lightning bugs or fireflies always amazed me. I still can't figure out how they did that glow thing. Centipedes were ok to catch and so were caterpillars. Worms we would catch just to fish with. Daddy long legs for some reason were just there for us to pull their legs off.
In the mountains, we used to walk through the woods and hunt for salamanders. They were orange and had some spots on them. They looked like little dragons. I would get a big pickle jar, line it with ferns and moss and rocks. It was like salamander world. We would probably catch 20 in a day. While hunting salamanders we would catch toads and wood frogs ( that's what we called them). I would but those in the pickle jar too. I was always afraid that the toads would give me warts. They said if a frog peed on you , you would get warts. But the toads looked like they had warts all over them. Bull frogs were so hard to catch. I did catch one probably more than once. They were huge. I fell into the lake one time trying to grab a bull frog.
Hornets I hated, i once was in a chicken coup and got a hornets nest down my back . OUCH. So wasps and hornets were mean , and I tried to avoid them. Ants were fascinating . How they all worked together , always busy , always carrying things. Garden Snakes or were they Garter Snakes,,they were harmless slithering things. We would catch these a lot and they were great for scaring sisters, moms and girls in general.
Nature is really fun. Walking into a spider web is still pretty messed up . Yuck.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Fright at night
I was a frightened kid. All these children's stories and my own imagination scared the heck out of me.
The scariest for years , and now that i think about it, i'm scared. Hansel and Gretel is the story that was so frightening for me. There was one witch in that story that I pictured with a dark cape like thing over her head. Her big nose and her cackle scared me so much. I used to see her in my parent's bedroom window. I would hear that cackle and i'd be so frightened and run out of the room. I'm getting the chills as i write this. In the other window were little pumpkins with witch hats laughing and rocking back and forth ,, Scary stuff, for years and years. Then I'd always worry about the door falling off its hinges as murderers tried to get into the house. I'd sleep with my plastic sword and a sledge hammer for protection. I probably weighed 50lbs and yet I was gonna kill these monsters with my weapons.
I still sleep with my weapons. Ya never know
The scariest for years , and now that i think about it, i'm scared. Hansel and Gretel is the story that was so frightening for me. There was one witch in that story that I pictured with a dark cape like thing over her head. Her big nose and her cackle scared me so much. I used to see her in my parent's bedroom window. I would hear that cackle and i'd be so frightened and run out of the room. I'm getting the chills as i write this. In the other window were little pumpkins with witch hats laughing and rocking back and forth ,, Scary stuff, for years and years. Then I'd always worry about the door falling off its hinges as murderers tried to get into the house. I'd sleep with my plastic sword and a sledge hammer for protection. I probably weighed 50lbs and yet I was gonna kill these monsters with my weapons.
I still sleep with my weapons. Ya never know
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