Thursday, June 24, 2004


I squinted. My sister squinted. My brother squinted. We three formed a circle, cautious and alert. The air was tense. "Do you see him?" ... more squinting. "Yup. There." My sister inched closer. Arms extended, ready to fend off the assailant if he make a suspicious move. I stepped back, lacking the guts to face him like she did. Suddenly my sister emitted a bone-chilling scream. I screamed with her and we made a perfect combination of alto-soprano cry: aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAkkKKKhhhhHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! He moved! With surprising agility he moved, dissappearing amidst the shady boxes in my room. He moved out of sight, out of killing range, that damned cockroach....... Ahhhh... life in Indonesia. Everyday is a battle. Today we lost. Tomorrow we'll wage our war with renewed zeal and ample supplies of insecticide and sandals.
Rlynn wandered here @ 6/24/2004 09:44:00 AM
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