Spray it with bug spray, tuck it in, and pray nothing gets in!
March 19th, 2010 by Tessa

“Who has the key?” Phoebe asked automatically as she stepped onto the wooden porch, that really didn’t deserve the right to be called a porch. It was really a bunch of wooden planks nailed to the underside of our cottage with a railing on the edge that would probably drag you down with it if you touched it. The house was on stilts and overlooked the sea. The builders must have been pressed for space because they had decided to build our cottage over the rocks leading into the water. We were IN the rocks to the point that one of our walls was half of the boulder that the right side of our cottage leaned on. Dad, leaned against the boulder and mom sat on the chair on the porch. We spilled into the room like a wave of water spills onto the sand. Dad quickly flicked on the fan and I climbed up into the loft that was serving as our room. I grabbed my book off the ladder on my way up.

My mattress was on the floor, so I took a special care in tucking in my mosquito net in to keep the cockroaches out. I stuffed the mosquito net farther under so that the mattress weighed the sides down. I was not tolerating any bugs tonight. I folded the mosquito net neatly behind me so that the entrance overlapped. I swung my legs under the covers. I paused just long enough for a seven inch brown rat to bolt out from under the blankets, run up my arm, over my shoulder and into the mosquito net behind me. I watched it flailing in the net from across the room.

“Wow,” Phoebe said from the top of the ladder, “You just FLEW across the room.”

5 Responses  
Cricket writes:
March 22nd, 2010 at 10:42 am

Dabbing tears out of my eyes….. I’m sorry, it’s really NOT funny, and I truly empathize because that would freak me out too; but, your post is so well-written, in your own “author’s voice,” that I just collapsed into a spasm of laughter. (”I’m not laughing at you, I’m laughing because of you!”)

I do hope you finally got some sleep. :)

Alison Faller writes:
March 27th, 2010 at 2:13 pm

oh tess tess that really sucks!

India Bayley writes:
March 31st, 2010 at 8:09 am

Dear Tessa,
We met the other night in Cairo at the restaurant L’Aubergine, and I just wanted to say hello. It was such a treat getting to speak with you, and hear about your year so far. I am back in New York and I’m having a blast checking out the blog – your posts are wonderful! I wish you loads of luck for the rest of the trip and please feel free to email me if you ever need a teacher’s perspective on going back to school. I also had my friend Kate go to China for the year in 6th grade, and I’d be happy to share some of her tips for re-entry if you were interested when the time comes.
In the meantime, thank you for sharing your blog!
take care,

Theresa Sanchez writes:
April 9th, 2010 at 8:40 am

Seriously you and your Mom need to write a book of all the adventures. I am sure some of them did not make the blog.

Julie Whelihan writes:
June 1st, 2010 at 10:00 pm

What a horrible encounter!! How worldly and well rounded you’ve become, huh?

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