Ants in the Vacuum Cleaner
That's right... I just massacred a troop of ants using insecticide and a vacuum cleaner. Apparently they entered the house from the toilet and invaded my room since it was the nearest room they could find. Half an hour ago when my suspicions were confirmed when I found a few lone ants crawling around on my desk! I was so geared up that I immediately went to eliminate them. I HAD to. It just made my skin crawl when I started looking on the carpeted floor of my room and found more ants...and so I went berserk. on the killing spree.
I'm feeling a little guilty about the ants though. Actually I've reminded myself not to kill any living thing for no reason. But that policy is really hard to follow when it comes to insects.. I just cannot co-exist with them peacefully in this world. I wonder if it's an innate fear that has always existed. Could be, I've never failed to make anyone incredulous when I tell them about my "one ant for one ten-cent coin" story from the time when I was young. The memory is slightly fuzzier now, but I still vaguely remember that I was so afraid of ants when I was young that my mother offered to give me 10 cents for every ant I kill. I don't remember having as much fear with ants after that. Guess that showed how mercenery I was even back then huh? Also, back then, there were always those "big flying ants" after a heavy rain at night, which would be attracted towards the light... there was once I was eating dinner out with my parents and their friends and I couldn't eat normally because there were those ants flying right above our table. When I felt one drop right onto my head, I jumped and started crying... It was a hopeless case from the start.
I guess I never got over my fear of those creepy crawlies... it's just that I forced myself to kill them whenever I see them so that I won't have to worry about their existence later on. I know that I still cannot sleep in a room in which I know there lives a cockroach, or a big spider. As a result I'm terribly alert towards anything that flies and crawls at an astonishing speed.
When I have a kid of my own in future.. I will not show him/her any scary movies or books involving insect populations. I can't tell if that was a cause of my fear. For I remember a horrifying children's book that told the story of how some man-eating termites ate up the dog and that the children were only saved in a nick of time. And there was also the movie of the killer bees causing the death of children and a teacher on their field trip (if i recall correctly i think that movie was shown late at night during one particular chinese new year!)
arghhhh I hate insects.
I'm feeling a little guilty about the ants though. Actually I've reminded myself not to kill any living thing for no reason. But that policy is really hard to follow when it comes to insects.. I just cannot co-exist with them peacefully in this world. I wonder if it's an innate fear that has always existed. Could be, I've never failed to make anyone incredulous when I tell them about my "one ant for one ten-cent coin" story from the time when I was young. The memory is slightly fuzzier now, but I still vaguely remember that I was so afraid of ants when I was young that my mother offered to give me 10 cents for every ant I kill. I don't remember having as much fear with ants after that. Guess that showed how mercenery I was even back then huh? Also, back then, there were always those "big flying ants" after a heavy rain at night, which would be attracted towards the light... there was once I was eating dinner out with my parents and their friends and I couldn't eat normally because there were those ants flying right above our table. When I felt one drop right onto my head, I jumped and started crying... It was a hopeless case from the start.
I guess I never got over my fear of those creepy crawlies... it's just that I forced myself to kill them whenever I see them so that I won't have to worry about their existence later on. I know that I still cannot sleep in a room in which I know there lives a cockroach, or a big spider. As a result I'm terribly alert towards anything that flies and crawls at an astonishing speed.
When I have a kid of my own in future.. I will not show him/her any scary movies or books involving insect populations. I can't tell if that was a cause of my fear. For I remember a horrifying children's book that told the story of how some man-eating termites ate up the dog and that the children were only saved in a nick of time. And there was also the movie of the killer bees causing the death of children and a teacher on their field trip (if i recall correctly i think that movie was shown late at night during one particular chinese new year!)
arghhhh I hate insects.
posted by Min @ 2:01 PM
2 Comments:
At 10:30 AM,
Anonymous said…
Know something? Ants supposingly don't cross chalk lines. So try using a chalk to delineate a path such that they are led out your room, via some window or what not. I read about this method, but never had the chance to experiment it. Guess ants don't like my apartment that much.
When I see an ant in the sink, I will try to take it out before turning on the tap and ask it to go somewhere else to play. But I can't be sure what I would do if I see an entire army of ants. I heard stories about people getting injured and immobilized in the jungle, ended up being covered and eaten up by killer ants. Now, that's scary.
- lem
At 3:48 PM,
Min said…
Haha... it would be funny to buy some chalk the next time I go back to Singapore, just to be able to deal with ants in Australia! I haven't seen or used those for ages.
And no... no spiderman for me. I would rather die than be saved by Spiderman... unless! it's really Tobey Maguire underneath :)
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