For the past 3 months we had a loyal visitor in our French class - a spider we named Gypsy. We also learned the "L'araignee Gypsy" song in her honor. We believe it was her because she laid eggs.
We observed her catch a fly, wrap it in her spider web and eat it. We watched her groom herself! Did you know that spiders groom them selves?!? They do! We saw how she can do magic by switching sides on her web instantly making us wonder how she can do that so fast and through which spider web hole she manages to squeeze through. We admired her markings on her back and the marvelous brown patch on her belly where her web was coming out while she preformed a funny "turn your butt" dance when constructing her web.
The children were so enthusiastic that i often wondered what will happen when she leaves. One day, we made a tiny experiment and broke one of the strings on her web and then watched her repair the damage. That was the first time we feared she might leave because we were slightly unfriendly. But every French class without fail kids stuck their heads to the window and sang the spider song to her. We believed that she could hear us because she started swaying happily :) The heads and hands were stuck to the window during the song because she might not hear the music but she sure could feel the vibrations created by our song.
Few days ago i found Gypsy dead. I informed the kids who all rushed to the class to see her curled little body hang from the net in a life less manner. "What happened? Why did she die?" were the questions asked over and over again. There were some very smart answers that came from the kids: "Her time has come. She has laid eggs and paid the price." or "Poor thing she didn't have enough to eat." and "She was an old spider. Old enough to die."
It was quite a news for us, French guys, and i thought we all over it until today. Farhan brought a paper spider to our French class and asked me to stick it to the window where the web still lays empty. "It's to remember spider Gypsy," he said.
Oh, wow, kids can just be so amazing! So we stuck the paper spider as a small monument and learned a lesson. Even a tiny spider can make a lasting impression and a memory to cherish. She was very much noticed and admired and will be remembered and all she did was being himself.
R.I.P. Spider Gypsy
We observed her catch a fly, wrap it in her spider web and eat it. We watched her groom herself! Did you know that spiders groom them selves?!? They do! We saw how she can do magic by switching sides on her web instantly making us wonder how she can do that so fast and through which spider web hole she manages to squeeze through. We admired her markings on her back and the marvelous brown patch on her belly where her web was coming out while she preformed a funny "turn your butt" dance when constructing her web.
The children were so enthusiastic that i often wondered what will happen when she leaves. One day, we made a tiny experiment and broke one of the strings on her web and then watched her repair the damage. That was the first time we feared she might leave because we were slightly unfriendly. But every French class without fail kids stuck their heads to the window and sang the spider song to her. We believed that she could hear us because she started swaying happily :) The heads and hands were stuck to the window during the song because she might not hear the music but she sure could feel the vibrations created by our song.
Few days ago i found Gypsy dead. I informed the kids who all rushed to the class to see her curled little body hang from the net in a life less manner. "What happened? Why did she die?" were the questions asked over and over again. There were some very smart answers that came from the kids: "Her time has come. She has laid eggs and paid the price." or "Poor thing she didn't have enough to eat." and "She was an old spider. Old enough to die."
It was quite a news for us, French guys, and i thought we all over it until today. Farhan brought a paper spider to our French class and asked me to stick it to the window where the web still lays empty. "It's to remember spider Gypsy," he said.
Oh, wow, kids can just be so amazing! So we stuck the paper spider as a small monument and learned a lesson. Even a tiny spider can make a lasting impression and a memory to cherish. She was very much noticed and admired and will be remembered and all she did was being himself.
R.I.P. Spider Gypsy
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