I like beer but I'm neutral on the subject of wasps. I do like bees, though!
When I was in pre-school (5 years old I think), the class went on some kind of nature walk, and a rogue bee induced panic amongst the rest of the kids (and the teacher); so the poor lil guy found sanctuary by landing on my wrist, as I was the only one just standing there and not freaking out. Of course the teacher then started yelling, "Just hold still, jammies, and I'll kill it!" while screwing up her courage to inflict the mortal blow, while I was telling the bee, "Don't be scared, just wait here until it's safe to go!" Luckily the bee took off once there was a large kid-free circle around me created by the mass panic and zoomed off into the trees, so Ms. BigSissy didn't have to commit bee-icide or get me stung.
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Better educated sadness than oblivious joy.
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