I know. Spiders give me the creeps too. It’s part and parcel with this story though, perhaps, in more ways than one.
Something I Witnessed
I think I may have told you before, that I used to be (about an eon ago), a Jehovah’s Witness. And, to tell you the tooth. there were some very well dressed Witnesses that got a lot of doors slammed in their face. I, on the other hand, looked stupid enough to be a Witness. LOL! It was that or lose my children, and I love my children; I lost them anyway. So how come, they don’t come after their lost sheep as Jesus instructed them to do? The rich are involved. And that’s when things start to get cloudy :O(
The big conference
It’s a grueling procedure. Twice a year, you have to pick up your family and go to a 3 day conference assembly. They used to provide lunches, by now though, you had to bring your own. Since this particular event was going to be near North Bay, I decided to make it a camping event via Miriam’s (my wife’s) suggestion. We were about 50 miles away from the assembly point, so we had to get up at 6:30, if we expected to make an 8:30 am. dead-line.
The scorching sun
WE arrived at the conference on the first day, at about 8am. And already, the sun was blisteringly hot! Not a breeze, just stillness and heat! Brian, at the time was 6. He fell down in the dirt parking lot and began to cry (surrounded by dust cloud). I picked him up ,and brushed him off, and said: “Hey! we’re both men right? We can take it!” He said: “It’s the suit daddy! I can’t breathe! So I said: “Look! We can loosen your tie. (I loosened his tie).
It was an outdoor stadium, so the sun continued to pound down on us all day! And we were all miserable! We saw everyone else had those little, hand held fans… We were trying to always position ourselves in hopes of sucking some cool air back… The following day, I had fans for all of us; Elliot (3), Brian (7) and Jennifer (11) Miriam (31) and me, (38).
That first night
We were all exhausted from the heat. As we began to bed down at the camp site: “Samuel Champlain” I asked the question that would determine the out-come of this entire story: “Where should I hang my suit up? It will get all wrinkled in the tent! So Miriam said: Why don’t you hang it up on the tree branch out-side… At the time, it sounded logical enough to me, so I did.
Somewhat in a stupor, we had to be up by 6 am if we hoped to get there at the conference by 8am., taking the kids into consideration. So I grab my suit from the tree and hustle my sorry soul down to the washroom to get dressed. As soon as I put my leg in the pants, about a dozen Daddy Long Legs came running out! I quickly pulled my leg back out and checked for cling ons! I shook my Zoot Suit, and about 4 more came running out! I immediately stuck my head in my pants to check for more, and when I pulled it out, there in the mirror, was a spider, right on top of my head! LOL!
This is a good snooze day for most of the men. LOL! Mwah? Is also included? The sun blistered down, just as before… I’s take periodic breaks and splash cold water from the fountain, onto my children’s faces, just to give them a breather. That sun though, kept beating down and my head would fall. and I’d get a jab in the ribs… Heck Fire might soon ensue… I must wake up!
As though we’d all had a breakfast of champions, we all weathered the conditions like real champions do. My children said: “No thanks Daddy Long Legs, we can find the fountain by ourselves; so I told Jennifer (The oldest), you look out for them! Understand? She just nodded, like the artillery force we’d now become; she’d salute me and say: “I Cap’n! perhaps I could suck you dry for a quarter?” And I, like a true Cap’n would reply, and bring back a “freezy” for the rest of us too…
And as we drove home I thought to myself: [ They’d never have made it, if not for: “Daddy Long Legs”, and his helping legs… Uhhh…. hand! Don’t ask me if I miss them or I will cry…] So what’s the moral? Sometimes we can be made afraid of things, yet we can over-come them; even if we’re just a small boy at the time…