I like to think that I am pretty brave sole. I have done and seen things that most won't by the time they are twice my age. But that is the path that God chose for me. Any who yesterday I was helping a teacher friend of mine learn this new, well new to our school, leveled reading intervention program. I went to get the box that the resource material are located in. I sat in on the floor and opened the top. A gecko came at me. Yes I swear it came at me. (Ok I know in my brain it really was more scared of me then him, but they are gross and scare me.) I lost it, really I lost it! I screamed, yelled and couldn't stop waving my hands around. I was very unnerved. The thing wasn't more than 3 inches long. Thankfully my teacher friend isn't terrified of them as I am. Her and a student were able to catch it and dispose of it. BUT, BUT the tail had come off. I had no idea that it kept moving! ACK, UGH, AHHHHHHHH. That tail moving all by itself totally grossed me out. I felt faint too.
After all the drama I was able to help my friend and move on. But today when I went to get that same box down, I had a student do it and look around BEFORE I touched it. Yup!