We stayed with my Nanna, who’s my Mom’s mom. My brothers and I didn’t really know our grandma that well because we would visit her so sporadically and were just kids anyway.
One morning, my little brother and I were in the kitchen eating breakfast when we saw a HUGE spider scuttle across the table. This wasn’t any kind of spider we had seen in Toronto. We started freaking out, when Nanna…crushed it with her thumb. I think that might have freaked us out even more actually. The spider hadn’t even stopped walking. She just stopped it right in its tracks. It was the most disgusting but coolest thing I’ve ever seen happen right in front of me. My Nanna’s thumb ended life.
I realize now that, as a kid, it’s not exactly something I figured I would ever see my Nanna do. At that point in my life, my only knowledge of grandmas was from TV. And TV led me to believe that the main grandma in my life would obviously do grandma-type things like bake cookies for me, and put braids in my hair for me…NOT crush a spider with her thumb for me. That was a hard lesson for me to learn- that TV lies. I don’t know why TV would do that.
The girl who just can't play it cool 