Jessie the Spider Slayer

At the end of the day today, my kids were fixated on a spider. "Mrs. Pavlenko, Luke has a spider on his art project," (which consisted of cardboard, an egg carton, and t.p. rolls-awesome!). I told them to leave the spider alone, that it helps us by eating other bugs that might bother us. So, they left it alone for about...10 seconds. "Mrs. Pavlenko, the spider fell on the floor now. It's coming toward me. Ahhhhh!" Oh my goodness! Are you kids for real? I told them I would take care of it, so I grabbed a piece of paper and scooted the spider on it. (Even though I was trying to be an advocate for the spider, I was NOT going to touch it). I gently lowered it into the garbage can. "There...the spider will be fine. He is going to live in the garbage so he won't be bothered." Well, a parent came in and while we were talking, the spider somehow broke from his garbage can captivity and was back on the floor (or DJ took him out of the garbage, or I only "thought" I put him in the garbage...). At any rate, I got to hear about it AGAIN! "Mrs. Pavlenko, the spider is back!" I couldn't take it anymore! I walked over to the spider and SMUSH-I crushed him with my mammoth foot. Or so I thought... "Mrs. Pavlenko, the spider is still moving..." GRRRRRR! Before I had a chance to check, it was time for us to go to the bus.

Spider, we hardly knew thee. Please forgive me for my insensitivity. It was my students' fault. Adios...10-4, good buddy.