Story From North America

Here’s a story from North America

Daddy, daddy, daddy, hurry
I saw something scurry

Son, what’s all this screaming for?
You’re gonna wake the neighbors next door

Daddy, I think there’s a spider on my floor
Is it?
And will you squish it?

You call me in here in the middle of the night
To come into your room and destroy life?
Is that what they teach you in Sunday School?

But daddy, it's disgusting, its got a million legs
A billion eyes and a trillion eggs

Son, it's not disgusting it's just reality
Take a deep breath and appreciate life
Look how delicate his legs are crawling across your bedroom floor
Do you know the proper name?

Arachnid!
That’s right

We’re living in a world that’s full of creatures
Big and small
Hairy and slimy
You’re not the center of the world
How would you feel if a giant hand came out of the sky and decided to crush you?

I guess I’d be scared, but, daddy
What if the spider hurts me?

He didn’t hurt you yet, did he, son?
Your logic is flawed and you come undone
Swallow your pride
What if the spider said the same thing?
'Daddy, daddy, kill that kid? '
That’s the point dad, what if he did?
That’s why
I have to strike first

What if he did? What if he didn’t?
What if the world was made of pudding?
All I'm saying is consider something besides your
Thirst for blood

Dad, you’re right
Now I see
Maybe
He’s got a family

Now you’re learning understanding
Finally, you’re becoming human
Let’s return him to his natural habitat
Put him in a cup and take him outside

Godspeed