Mice

September 27, 2005 at 1:52 pm 3 comments

A group of us were lyming at a friend’s house on Saturday night. A couple had brought their son with them, who is about 4. Another friend had his 8 year old daughter with him.

The kids were happily sat watching a dvd in the living. The adults were happily sat in the next room, playing cards and drinking.

Until we heard a scream and the kids came running. “A mouse, there’s a mouse in the room.’ After that, despite being reassured that a mouse won’t attack them, the kids refused to go back into the other room all night.

On Sunday, I was at that house again, this time in the afternoon. The helper’s daughter (7 years old) was running around the living room. And again, we heard the call. ‘A mouse, there’s a mouse in the room.’

But she didn’t come through to where we were. We went to investigate, and saw the girl sat on the floor beside where she said the mouse had been. In one hand was a newspaper and in the other, was an empty Pringles can.

Apparently she knew what to do – when the mouse reappeared, she would chase it with the newspaper into a corner, and then catch it in the Pringles can and take it to someone for them to kill it.

I find it interesting to see how kids react to situations. Shows a lot about where and how they have been brought up!!!

(And for your information, as a child, I’d have gone for option c – use it as an excuse to persuade my parents to get another cat!)

* For the non-Jamaicans out there: to lyme – hanging out at someone’s house.

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  • 1. Guyana-Gyal  |  September 27, 2005 at 2:48 pm

    That little mouse catcher is the only child I know who has done that. She must have a smart mum.

    Oh, I just remember, some boys I know did something similar to catch mice. But they were the sons of a pundit. And very naughty boys too.

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  • 2. SPLASH  |  September 28, 2005 at 9:26 am

    i used to chase them with a machete. a gully was behind the house i grew up in, so it was pere big rat, not mouse!

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  • 3. Trouble  |  October 3, 2005 at 10:23 am

    I like option ‘D’, catch the mouse, take him a little distance away… And then let him go.

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