Yet I have to report another clash with Canadian wildlife: this happened on tuesday. Unfortunately most of you don't know Brett, so you can't enjoy this story as much as I do, but I will tell it anyways. My room had been a mess for some days, inspired by Brett and busy with other things I just kept clothes all over the place. I was watching Scrubs when I saw some small thing moving from my under my bed to under my desk. It was fast, so I couldn't tell what it was, my guesses ranged from small toad over small mouse to large spider. I tried to find the moving thing, but I didn't manage to. Scared by the thought of something running through my clothes I started folding them and restoring order in my room, when some time later the thing was running around again. I had never seen anything like this in my life, so I just jumped onto my bed and started screaming. Luckily, Brett came. With his excellent knowledge about animals he could tell me the thing was a centipede. I was surprised, I always thought centipedes look like this:
But they actually look more like this:
which is slightly more disgusting. Bah bah. Brett was not fast enough, so the centipede went into hiding again and I continued cleaning up my clothes. 10 Minutes later it was back and, clever as I am, I put a box on top of it. Brett brought a plastic container, but he wasn't fast enough, so I had caught it. I told him, since he's the man of the house (whatever kind of man) he should get rid of it. And what does Brett, the super-vegetarian-recycling-"we love trees-no flyers please" stickerowner propose: "do you have a shoe?" Of course I have shoes but nooooo way the thing gets killed in the middle of my room. Double bah-bah. In the meantime the centipede was clever enough to escape from under the box and ran up the wall. So Brett stepped to the wall and caught it in the plastic container. We both looked at the container, me pleased because the thing was in there and out of my house soon and Brett...I don't know what he was thinking. What he said was this: "We can keep it as a pet." "No, we can't. We already have a bike." (Since we don't have a shed I keep my bike in the living room :)). "But we could feed it little ants and look at it eating it." "We can also get cable and watch Discovery Channel." In the end Brett took the plastic container out of the house and released the centipede far far away outside.Yesterday Brett found another bug which we couldn't identify, it looked like dust with legs. So Brett put it into a box and gave it cereal and some vegetable leftovers. He named him Ichabod. Someone apparently has loneliness issues. That's what living in Guelph for four years turns you into. Ichabod has also been released yesterday night because he didn't eat the stuff Brett gave him and he didn't want him to die. How nice :P.
Apart from domestic animal trouble, I have been hardcorebusy doing AIESEC recruitment, more presentations in classes, infosessions and yesterday night finally: the first General Meeting of the semester with 22 new members showing up!!!! And people keep e-mailing me saying they couldn't make it to the meetings but want to join anyways. So for now I have reached my recruitment target. Now we have to make them stay in AIESEC. Since they are Canadians with a much smaller sense of responsibility this is more challenging than it is in Germany or the Netherlands, but I am looking forward to do this. And my whole Executive Board with me. So things are going well...tomorrow and next week we'll have Personal Development Talks with the new members and then allocate them to portfolios. Things are getting exciting. Even in Guelph.
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