Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Noland-Evan Shively

Mosquitoes. that is what the trail represented to me and from watching the people around me. I'm sure it was a major focus of my other classmates. Mosquitoes really are strange animals, insects living off the blood and therefore hard earned nutrients of other animals. I wonder if anyway truly loves these pests, I never hear about nature documentaries on them or mosquito enthusiast. Heck even naked mole rats have fans. watching one land on me I though to myself, how could a Jain or Buddhist monk be so gentle as to let it bite him, to refuse to kill it. I decided to swat it. Upon impact I couldn't help but notice the fresh blood that was left mixed in with the squashed mosquito. It had not bite me so it must of been another classmates blood, what an odd and creepy sensation. Looking I noticed others suffering the same way I was, being bitten, itching, swatting away. While we are all different people I sure we could all agree that mosquitoes are natures annoyance. The sad part is that I let this small annoyance prevent me from diving deep into the Noland. I love the Noland had have many a strong memory of time I've spent on it. It really reminded me of how I let the small insignificant little annoyances stop me from enjoying the grand things in life.

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