Battling Nature–Lizards and snakes

lizard on the wall

Lizards are abundant in La Yacata, probably due to the fact that it is desert-like most of the year. Lizards, I have discovered, are not to be feared, although they do startle one at times, especially when answering the call of nature in the great outdoors. Their movements resemble that of snakes, which are to be feared.

My mother-in-law used to insist that lizards are dangerous and have been known to crawl up inside of women while they are sleeping. I’m not sure how true this is, however, just to be on the safe side, I, at least, will be wearing underwear wherever there is a plethora of lizards crawling about.

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No desert is complete without snakes. One day, just arriving home from school, I heard quite a commotion outside with the chickens, and went to investigate. Suddenly, I heard hissing amidst the frantic clucking and lo and behold, a long, silver snake was trying to get at some eggs the hens had laid outside the fence. Apparently, it was one of the poisonous types, although I did not get close enough for positive identification. My husband snatched up a garden rake and machete and did some fancy dancing before finally trapping its head in the rake rungs and chopping it off. The icy cold adrenaline rush from close encounters with one of these is not pleasant.

I know that snakes keep down rodent and other small annoying mammal population, but once it has crossed into our yard, actually gone through the gate, there is no mercy shown. Snakes can crawl through chicken wired gates. Use the smallest mesh available. And in a land that is not your own, all snakes are subject to mistrust.

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Parenting Challenge–Conformity and Education

The other day I was asked what secondary school my son would be attending. As he is only 11, I hadn’t thought much about it. This person, with good intentions, began listing the attributes of different schools in the area. I started to get stressed. Maybe I should start investigating? Maybe I should start visiting the schools to see what they offer and what the facilities are like? Maybe I should start planning for my son’s future? Then I had to take a deep breath and get ahold of myself. I had to remind myself why we sent my son to school in the first place.

What the traditional classroom does not teach our children

What the traditional classroom does not teach our children

My son attends a Mexican public school 4 hours a day, 200 days a year. We made the decision to send him to school, not because we thought the school system here was adequate for life learning, but because we realized that in order for him to one day integrate into our community, he would need skills that neither I, as a foreigner, nor his father, who never went to school, could teach him. (See Homeschool Variation) We wanted him to learn the habits and customs of the region, along with the language, so that if he chose to remain here, he could do so with moderate to extreme success. With those reasons, who cares what school he goes to???

Mexico is no different than the U.S. in their educational methods. They employ a curriculum based on service to self rather than service to the world. Students have been taught to do as they are told, become successful to buy more things, pay their taxes, run the maze, never mind that isn’t enough to truly be. As we do not want my son to be like most men who… .go through life without a single definite act of willing. Habit, convention, the customs of the world have done so much for us that we get up, dress, breakfast, follow our morning’s occupations, our later relaxations, without an act of choice.–Charlotte Mason — our daily activities are often at odds with the culture we find ourselves in. (see Forcibly Green–Obligatory Organic ) This way of life has caused some angst on the part of my pre-teen son. (see Parenting challenge–cultural apathy). Sometimes he just wants to do what everyone else does. I admit, at times I feel the same. It’s so hard to always be at odds with those who live around you, to not know the socially correct response in a given situation. When I start feeling this way, I have to remind myself that I made the conscious choice to live life as a field mouse rather than a lab rat and, therefore, this social discomfort is the price I pay. Teaching this ‘will’ can only be done through indirect means rather than a series of planned lessons. (see Parenting Challenge–Creating an Atmosphere for Education) Mostly it comes down to demonstrating through actions, the difference between what is and what could be, that there are no right answers, only more questions, and that there always, always is a choice and those choices always, always have consequences.

This service of man (or as Charlotte Mason says, service of God) is a difficult path to be sure. I’d like to give up, especially after being hammered with lawsuits (See Demanda 1 Demanda 2) for getting in the way of another’s service to self. But as I stand as an example for my son, my actions, whether I wish it or not, are observed by him; my decisions, intentionally or not, affect his life; so I can not in all good conscience throw in the towel. But as for being stressed out over sending him to a good school? Bah. The best school is the one you make for yourself as you travel through life.

Freethinkers are not formed in a standard classroom setting.

Freethinkers are not formed in a standard classroom setting.

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Battling Nature–Scorpions

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So after the chickens and ducks had become my salvation in the battle of the flies, I started thinking about what other enemies might they take on.

Scorpions (los alacranes) are also a hazard I hadn’t planned on. They come right into the house and make themselves at home. I’m worried I will come across one and get stung. They especially come out at night. As we have no electricity, a midnight trip to the bathroom may prove dangerous. This morning, I picked up my jeans that I had left puddled on the floor when I went to bed. Out fell a major daddy of a scorpion. Good thing I shook my pants out before putting them on. I don’t want to imagine the alternative. Reportedly, there is a Raid for scorpions too. It comes in a red canister. I was told to spray it around my bed to keep them out, but I’m not sure what is worse, the scorpion or the poisonous gas from the Raid right where we sleep.

Once, a visitor to our home thought to help us rid ourselves of scorpions by giving us some herbs to burn in our fireplace.  Supposedly burning these herbs would create a smell that the scorpions couldn’t stand and they would vacate the premises.  Well, not to hurt her feelings, we burned the herbs.  They smelled a bit sulfury.  The thing is, I’m not sure scorpions can smell.

Local lore states that finding a scorpion in your home means you are to come into money. I initially pooh-poohed that idea. However, one night, there were no less than 3 scorpions scaling the walls. And the next day, we won the grocery store “rifa” (raffle) for $100 pesos of free food. So maybe there is something to that superstition after all. Fortunately, it doesn’t seem to matter that the scorpions had been killed dead upon discovery.

chicken patrolchicken patrol

 

I had this idea that chickens would make our house and garden safe from the dreaded scorpion. I imagined a flock of chickens in our yard, patrolling the grounds so that it would be safe to venture outside. Something like the mongoose and snakes I suppose. Well, I have been disillusioned. Chickens, if they eat scorpions, and are stung, will die. So much for my army of patrolling chickens.

My husband is very leery of scorpions and he has been stung and several occasions. It is painful, although often not life threatening unless the person has an allergy. Often, however, the person doesn’t know he or she has an allergy until he or she has been stung. So when I holler that there is a scorpion, he comes with needle nose pliers in hand. He grabs the scorpion just below the stinger and kills it. There is no reason just to set it free in the wild. Then with one disposed of, we start the hunt for its mate. For when there’s one, there’s two or so goes the scorpion saying in Mexico.

According to my little herbal guide book, Antiguo Formulario Azteca de Yerbas Medicinales if you happen to be stung by the alacran (scorpion) you should immediately cut a small cross over the sting with a sharp, disinfected knife, chew several cloves of garlic, add some powdered oregano to the garlic and apply it to the cut.  My father-in-law was recently stung and used bleach to cleanse the sting.  I wouldn’t have thought of bleach, but apparently it will neutralize the venom if applied quickly enough.

My battle against the scorpions also extends to outside because scorpions don’t seem to be kept out with screening. Any scorpion within my garden realm is subject to extermination. Scorpions have stung our new puppies, killed off baby bunnies and any chicks who happen to try and make a meal out of one, injured our best egg layer and generally make a nuisance of themselves. To the best of my knowledge, scorpions have no natural predators, except me. So I fight the good fight and try to keep my area scorpion free.

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