Story From North America

Here’s a story from North America

Daddy, daddy, daddy, hurry

I saw something scurry

Son, what’s all this screaming for?

You’re gonna wake the neighbors next door

Daddy, I think there’s a spider on my floor

Is it?

And will you squish it?

You call me in here in the middle of the night

To come into your room and destroy life?

Is that what they teach you in Sunday School?

But daddy, it's disgusting, its got a million legs

A billion eyes and a trillion eggs

Son, it's not disgusting it's just reality

Take a deep breath and appreciate life

Look how delicate his legs are crawling across your bedroom floor

Do you know the proper name?

Arachnid!

That’s right

We’re living in a world that’s full of creatures

Big and small

Hairy and slimy

You’re not the center of the world

How would you feel if a giant hand came out of the sky and decided to crush you?

I guess I’d be scared, but, daddy

What if the spider hurts me?

He didn’t hurt you yet, did he, son?

Your logic is flawed and you come undone

Swallow your pride

What if the spider said the same thing?

'Daddy, daddy, kill that kid? '

That’s the point dad, what if he did?

That’s why

I have to strike first

What if he did? What if he didn’t?

What if the world was made of pudding?

All I'm saying is consider something besides your

Thirst for blood

Dad, you’re right

Now I see

Maybe

He’s got a family

Now you’re learning understanding

Finally, you’re becoming human

Let’s return him to his natural habitat

Put him in a cup and take him outside

Godspeed