I hate snakes.
Black cobra outside our front door. I walk quickly with Keohi and then pick up the pace screaming A SNAKE!
Keohi says, "I'm scared of snakes!"
Mommy says, "I'm scared of snakes too!"
So much for being a brave parent. Then I felt I should do something, so looked around for a stick. Then realized the snake was by our electric box by tons of wire against the wall. Still, I looked for snakes saying the whole time I HATE SNAKES. So much for instilling love of nature in my son. Then, I could not find a stick. Being so with-it in nature, what do I do? Call my husband who works in Taikoo Shing. This is about 1.5 hours from here via bike, boat, ferry. Uhm...yeah, so no answer. Then I think I have to call my friend--the one who could probably make dumplings and get rid of a snake the same time she is tending to her papaya plant. But, then I realize, by the time Kathline would come down a mountain, the snake would be gone.
I call to our new neighbors. He comes with a stick, tosses the snake out in the green a little beyond our house.
Warning: Black Cobra slithering about!
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