So, today we returned back to class from recess, of course it is my recess week, and hardly any children talk to me outside, but the minute we walk in they have a million things to tell me. Raphael noticed that there was a dead moth in the marker holder of the board (I have no idea what you call that). I step back and the children ask me why, I said I am afraid of bugs.
Raphael then decides to pick it up and toss it in my direction. I scream and majority of my class laughs. Celine takes the time to come and rub my back and try to comfort me and says that her sister is afraid of bugs, too. The class then asks why I am afraid of bugs. I said I do not know why, I just am, bugs and most things that are dead.
Cronius then says, "How can you be afraid of God's creatures?"
I said, "I guess the same way people are afraid of heights, water, and clowns."
"Are you afraid of all bugs?" Celine asked.
"Yes," I respond back.
"What about lady bugs?"
"Yes."
"What about butterflies?"
"I like them from a distance, but not too close to me."
Later in the day, I took the time to talk to Raphael. I told him despite me being afraid of bugs or not the fact that he tossed a bug at a teacher is not very nice, in the future I would greatly appreciate it if he doesn't toss bugs at me because I am very afraid of them. Raphael felt badly for what he had done, so at the end of the day he gave me a card to apologize.
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