by Ngozi Fuller on Wednesday, September 22, 2010 at 3:53pm
Ok, I know what every one is thinking. "really again!". Yes again.
This great story begins with a long day of english training at our head offices. Every few months all esl teachers enjoy a 9 hr day of training to make us better teachers. Well at the end of this long day I had the great company of friends for a nice dinner at an Indian restaurant. We had varied discussions which surprisingly did not included the celebrations going on around us. Which is why when I got home at 10:00 I was surprised to see my neighbors outside bar-B-Queing. It smelled awesome. As I walked by with a wanting look I mumbled a quick Ni Hao ( hello) and went inside. After walking up the ten flights of stairs to get to my 5th floor apt. ( WTH) I thought, " it would have been nice to have been invited to join them". Any way I turned the key and just as I was going to walk in A HUGE FUCKING SPIDER WAS RIGHT THERE! I SCREAMED DROPPED MY BOOKS RAN TO MY NEIGHBORS! I rang her doorbell, no answer. I ran to the next floor and continued ringing doorbell untill finally a girl came to the door on the second floor. I tried telling her that there was a HUGE spider in my house but she simply smiled and closed her door. What was I going to do now. There was absolutely NO WAY I was going back into my house as long as that spider was there. I saw aracnophobia! So the decision to interrupt the BBQ going on out side was easy. And I did. I ran outside sure that if I was not fast that spider would find a bidding place and I would never find it. And later it would end up in my bed. NO WAY.
Outside I histerically asked if anyone spoke English. A woman said yes and asked what was wrong. In my best charades ability I told her that there was a huge spider( making a huge circle with both hands) in my apt. I needed all the men to go and get it. She understood ther was a huge creature. The men quickly got up and followed me back up the ten flights of stairs. I was sure this would be what I needed. They would kill the spider. Discuss what a huge creature it was and say how they never saw anything like it before. In side the men, armed with brooms and raid went into the apt. The women were right behind them. Infew moments later I heard laughing. Not so big the woman said. Did you kill it? Was all I wanted to know. " It's gone it went over the balcony". "Is it dead?" I repeated. After much convincing. I agreed to go inside. But still not convinced I took the raid and sprayed every corner and nook.
I was invited to return with the army of spider killers I had commissioned to the BBQ but the story around the fire was not of the moon festival but of how large the little spider was that they all ran upstairs to kill. I did hear the story of the moon lady and her jade rabbit, I told the story of Anansi the spider which was greatly enjoyed. And after a long session of 50 question to include why I came to Taiwan, if I was married, when I will get married, and why I cut my hair I feel I know my neighbors a little better and here community relationships are cherished above all.
This great story begins with a long day of english training at our head offices. Every few months all esl teachers enjoy a 9 hr day of training to make us better teachers. Well at the end of this long day I had the great company of friends for a nice dinner at an Indian restaurant. We had varied discussions which surprisingly did not included the celebrations going on around us. Which is why when I got home at 10:00 I was surprised to see my neighbors outside bar-B-Queing. It smelled awesome. As I walked by with a wanting look I mumbled a quick Ni Hao ( hello) and went inside. After walking up the ten flights of stairs to get to my 5th floor apt. ( WTH) I thought, " it would have been nice to have been invited to join them". Any way I turned the key and just as I was going to walk in A HUGE FUCKING SPIDER WAS RIGHT THERE! I SCREAMED DROPPED MY BOOKS RAN TO MY NEIGHBORS! I rang her doorbell, no answer. I ran to the next floor and continued ringing doorbell untill finally a girl came to the door on the second floor. I tried telling her that there was a HUGE spider in my house but she simply smiled and closed her door. What was I going to do now. There was absolutely NO WAY I was going back into my house as long as that spider was there. I saw aracnophobia! So the decision to interrupt the BBQ going on out side was easy. And I did. I ran outside sure that if I was not fast that spider would find a bidding place and I would never find it. And later it would end up in my bed. NO WAY.
Outside I histerically asked if anyone spoke English. A woman said yes and asked what was wrong. In my best charades ability I told her that there was a huge spider( making a huge circle with both hands) in my apt. I needed all the men to go and get it. She understood ther was a huge creature. The men quickly got up and followed me back up the ten flights of stairs. I was sure this would be what I needed. They would kill the spider. Discuss what a huge creature it was and say how they never saw anything like it before. In side the men, armed with brooms and raid went into the apt. The women were right behind them. Infew moments later I heard laughing. Not so big the woman said. Did you kill it? Was all I wanted to know. " It's gone it went over the balcony". "Is it dead?" I repeated. After much convincing. I agreed to go inside. But still not convinced I took the raid and sprayed every corner and nook.
I was invited to return with the army of spider killers I had commissioned to the BBQ but the story around the fire was not of the moon festival but of how large the little spider was that they all ran upstairs to kill. I did hear the story of the moon lady and her jade rabbit, I told the story of Anansi the spider which was greatly enjoyed. And after a long session of 50 question to include why I came to Taiwan, if I was married, when I will get married, and why I cut my hair I feel I know my neighbors a little better and here community relationships are cherished above all.
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