Saturday, September 12, 2009
Beware of Desert Enemies
The greatest threat to me in the recent past wasn't Hamas or Hizbullah, kidnappings or rocket launches, bombs or any other terrorist attack. Rather, it seems to be scorpion season around here. We've been finding them left and right, and they usually scare the hell out of us because they seem to be just where we had our hand or were sitting. That scorpion was in between the strap and back portion of a backpack that was moved and about to be picked up.
Interestingly enough, however, turns out even crazed 18-year-old Golanichikim have compunction about killing even dangerous creatures. It took them about 10 minutes to figure out whether or not to kill it, with half the camp yelling for it, and the other half proposing to move it into the desert. Needless to say, our army boots are pretty good at crushing things.