Crabs and Monsters?
Must… write… blog…
I’m feeling a lot better now. I’m still waking up with a bit of a sore throat, but I think now it’s just allergies.
Yesterday (Friday) my Marine Bio class went on our first field trip, since the first one was cancelled. I was actually kind of worried that this one would be cancelled too, because the forecast called for rain Thursday night into Friday morning. But, come Friday morning, the meteorology gods were smiling, the prediction was for sun after 9am or so, and Ray decided we’d have a good enough chance of staying dry, so we met up, piled into a van and drove over to Pelham Bay Park.
My goal for the day was to gather up as many Asian Shore Crabs as I could for my conference project… but I forgot that I’m pretty scared of touching little creepy-crawlies. Especially when you pick up a rock and thirty of them scurry about. O_O I managed to muster up enough courage to pick up a few of them… but most of my success can be attributed to my professor, who scooped them up in bunches of five or six and dumped them into the bucket. I managed to come back with about twenty or so, including two really big ones, which we put in one of the tanks in the lab.
The whole field trip was an incredible experience. I loved it; I can’t wait for the next one.
I think I’m definitely going to enjoy this class. Well, as if I had any doubts. :)
I’m having trouble thinking of things to write about.
Oh!
I just found one of my all-time favorite books from when I was little scanned into a page online: The Monster at the End of This Book. It was SUCH a cute little book, I used to read it all the time — and before I could read, my mom would read it to me in a cute little Grover voice. I just read through it again, and it still makes me smile…
My mom used to read a lot of books to my sister and me (and I expect also to my brother when he was young enough). She loves to read childrens books, especially aloud, and she’s always wanted to write one with my sister and me.
I think, quite honestly, that her reading to the three of us contributed to all of us growing up to have such good language skills; we’re all very good at reading and writing.
Funnily enough, though, I’m the only one who has decided to go into a linguistics-related field. My brother does tech support and runs a hosting company (which hosts my reseller) and my sister is planning on going to school for engineering. And then there’s me, the would-be translator/interpreter, undoubtedly the black sheep.
It’s not just that fact that I’m going into a linguistic field that sets me apart, though. I was talking to my mom the other day, and got to thinking about it. My brother and sister are both staying close to home — my brother went to school in Indiana, then moved to Illinois for a bit, and now is moving back to Indiana; my sister is planning on going to a small engineering school in Indiana. I, on the other hand, ran off to New York, spend plenty of time in California and am planning on going to China soon. My brother and sister are fairly conservative in regards to body modification — my brother doesn’t even have a pierced ear and my sister has her ears pierced only once. I’ve got a tattoo, my ears are pierced twice and I’ve got a more-than-noticeable barbell through the middle of my lip. And I dye my hair on a fairly-regular basis. Also, if you want to get very technical, I was born in spring, and both of them, within a week of each other, in the fall, making me a Taurus and both of them Libras.
It’s kind of funny how different people can be, even when they come from the same family. We do all share one thing though: we’re all neeeeeerds! Haha. We’re all really great at math/science, and we all use computers constantly. My sister is probably the least technological of the three of us, but… she still is online most evenings, hehe.
Interaction time! My lovely visitors/readers… what was your favorite little book when you were little? Did either of your parents read to you? If so, what kind of effect do you think it had on who you are today?
OR… If you have brothers/sisters, how are you different from or similar to them?
