I was sitting at the dining table reading a book. All was peaceful and quiet and just perfect for reading. When all of a sudden, I heard a disgusted sound in a room behind me. I turned around in my chair and was immediately greeted by a girl carrying a large blue blanket. Before I could say anything, the girl was stuffing part of the blanket in my face.
"Kill it please, Hannah."
I looked at the blanket (going cross-eyed because of the closeness of the blue mass) and noticed a long-legged spider scrambling for cover to escape his death.
"Eeooww!" I said pushing the blanket away.
I don’t like insects and I don’t to kill insects, but a sister of mine hates the very thought of it! And she is forever coming to me and pleading me to be the executioner of some ill-fated bug. And of course I always try to get out of it.
"Come on kill it." she urged.
"You kill it, you were the one who found it."
"No Hannah, I can’t. PLEASE KILL IT!!! "
"I am NOT going to kill it!"
This would have gone on till ‘the cows came home’ if I hadn’t noticed a muddy brown spot on the girl’s skirt. I couldn’t make out if it was a stain or some object stuck to her dress so I bent closer, she looked too. And at the same moment we realized it was another spider!!!!
"GET IT OFF!! OH HANNAH, GET IT!!!!" her voice becoming shrill.
I laughed and got up to get a fly-swatter (I figured she needed some help). She didn’t move a muscle, except for her tongue.
"HURRY UP!! THIS IS SOOOOO CREEPY!"
I came back still chuckling and began to swat at the fuzzy brown insect. I swatted and swatted at it and it wouldn’t come off!
"Come off you crazy bug!" I said.
And then suddenly it came off---more like jumped off.
"WWWAAAAAAHHHHH!" she screamed her voice reaching very high crescendo and we both jumped back.
The spider made a run for the blanket that had gotten thrown on the floor sometime after we had discovered this second intruder. I still was laughing pretty hard and that was disabling my aiming skills, so the bug did make it to the blanket unhurt.
The girl ran back into her bedroom saying something about it being my fault about the blanket being full of spiders because I had left it on the clothesline too long, and so I should take care of it.
I took care of the blanket and the spider and went back to my book but had a hard time concentrating on it. And when Mom and Dad came home from a fishing trip I had to tell them, but I’m not sure if they understood totally, I was laughing so hard.
Whenever I tease Britt about her spider and bloody murder scream. She just rolls her eyes and walks off. But really she did scream louder than I’ve ever heard her scream. And over a little spider!!
My soul, wait silently for God alone, for my expectation is from Him.