Glimpse Into Ants Life Regarding Death

A few years ago, I was on my lunch hour at work, sitting on a bench outside waiting for my coworkers to come out so we would play badminton and a little ant walked near me. I instinctly put my foot on it to kill it without even thinking. Almost immediately I felt regret that I had done this. I sat there staring at the dead ant laying on the ground before me.

Then what happened next shocked me! I saw another ant come from somewhere, I have no idea where, and it went right next to the dead ant, sizing up the situation, then it picked up the dead ant and crawled away with the dead ant. What went through my head was a feeling of amazement and awe. I had no idea that ants would do this, that they cared for their dead like that.

It only made me feel worse about killing the innocent ant after seeing this, but I felt like it was meant to be, that it happened like this so I could witness this event that must take place all the time, but we don't really spend much time focusing on the little life forms of this planet. I felt like I was lucky to get a small glimpse into the lifestyles of ants and to develop a sense of respect for them.

Girl Scout Memories

Growing up, I was very much involved in Girl Scouting, from the first grade until I graduated high school. I was very proud of being a girl scout, in the early years, I enjoyed making crafts and learning how to make Rice Krispie treats which I absolutely loved! I enjoyed wearing the uniform.

I have a particular memory of being in the 6th grade wearing my green girl scout uniform to school on days we had meetings, and my english teacher made fun of me because of it. But even though I stood out, I still wore my uniform proudly, and enjoyed the meetings of doing crafts and going on day trips to an animal hospital, ice cream place, Pizza Hut, nursing homes, it was exciting. Other times, I would go door to door selling Girl Scout Cookies.

I remember being in the 8th grade and we were making 50 cents a box on the cookies I sold, and the money I raised I used to fund a trip to Canada that year with my very best friend and our mothers who were the troop leaders.

Then in high school, being the only girl in my troop cause the others thought they were "too cool" for girl scouting, I joined up with another troop and worked alongside them, sharing in their activities and making new friends along the way. With this other troop, I got to tryout camping, and that was a great experience. I also volunteered at a local Girl Scout camp for a few weeks.

12th grade came, and I worked on my Gold Award project. I wrote and designed children's books on emergencies and first aid, went to several schools and read them to the children there and leaving a book in each school for them to use afterwards. I felt that if little kids can learn about the importance of 911, then they could help save a life if they ever encountered an emergency situation.

At the awards ceremony, I gave a speech about my project and I felt proud about my accomplishments, and then I was presented with my Gold Award pin, and it was an awesome moment. After that, I became a lifetime member of the Girl Scouts.

Taking time to enjoy the natural beauty

Every so often, I find myself quieting my mind, and focusing on the little things in life, the natural things. Like for instance, stopping by a random plant and just looking at it up close to see it for what it is, energy, elements, and the interesting patterns that can be found, and to enjoy the splendor of it. Its amazing.

Since when did washing hands become a complex procedure???

I found this sign in a bathroom on a recent vacation. I took the photo to share with everyone how complex washing hands can be. I thought you just put soap on and rub hands together, but no! According to this poster, there is a procedure to be done. Maybe they think people are stupid go into the bathroom and see the sink and soap dispenser and think to themselves, what do I do here? I guess it could happen, but I think most people "know" or "should know" how to wash their hands!