On with the blog. I am really not an entomologist. That said Kenya is a
fantastic place for anybody with a keen interest in the study of insects.
Yesterday while I was doing the rounds of the lower school classrooms I was
surprised to see the Year 2 pupils and their teacher running out of the
classroom in a panic and making a lot of noise. The commotion was caused by a single
wasp which was doing the wasp thing of terrorizing people in confined spaces by
dive bombing them. I rushed into the classroom, armed myself with a text book
and tried swatting it. I managed to kill it eventually but only after it had
stung me. The class teacher, Madam Rose then pointed to the small wasp nest
outside the window of her classroom which half a dozen of the deceased wasp’s
brothers and sisters were buzzing around. I’d managed to brush the wasp off
before it could get round to delivering a proper sting but I was still glad of the tube of anti-histamine I keep for such occasions.
Friday, 10 May 2013
Ants Marching
OK so the title tonight is a blatant plug for one of my favourite Dave
Matthews Band songs (link below).
The
ants connection is inspired by my latest labour saving idea. As I am currently
living on my own in the house and eating a lot of my meals with the children in
our dining hall it really makes sense to do my washing up once a day. This
arrangement saves gas and water. I’ve noticed that a colony of very small ants
find the plates and cutlery that I leave stacked by the sink ready for washing very
attractive as a source of food. They are very methodical as they go over the
items in carefully regimented lines. They confine themselves to the sink area.
I’m not really sure where they come and go from so I guess there is a danger
that I could be harbouring a huge colony of these tiny creatures somewhere in
the house. My guess is that they make their way in through a tiny gap in the
window frame and are really outdoor ants. I haven’t put my theory fully to the
test yet but I’m sure that the ants do quite an effective job of cleaning the
worst bits of meal remains off the plates and cutlery. It’s fascinating
watching them. They are, unfortunately, so small that it’s impossible to brush
all of them off the washing up when I put it into the bowl so there is a bit of
an attrition rate involved in their scavenging. I wonder if ants have any sense
of legal redress for killing fairly large numbers of them over a period of time.
If they did they would probably refer to my crime as anticide.
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