• Vol. 07
  • Chapter 11
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Insect Collector

I watch Timmy from the window with his jar tucked under his arm, patrolling the yard for insects. The sun is beaming, and the bees fly past his head. His fascination with bugs astounds me. I don’t know who he takes after.

He enters the house with a full jar of ants and asks if he could borrow the sugar. Without hesitation, I hand it to him. He wants to see how quickly the ants will eat it. He lifts the cover slightly and pours a small amount in. We watch with astonishing eyes as they devour every morsel within a short period.

“Mom, I’m going to take this outside, free the ants and look for a small spider.”

I tilt my head and ask, “What are you going to do with a spider?”

“I want to see how long it takes to create a web.”

I suspect he’ll be a wonderful scientist someday.