My wife hollered that there was a spider crawling on our bed. I quickly grabbed hold of the nearest object I could get my hands on which happened to be my child's Jedi Light Saber toy (from the movie Star Wars). Retracting the plastic saber blade, I whacked at the more-than-normal-sized spider and killed it after two strikes. Seeing this whole episode transpire before his eyes, Nicolas was amazed at my ability in wielding his Jedi Light Saber. "Whoa, wow!" he exclaimed. But then he backtracked on his initial admiration and strongly remarked, "But Dad, you can't kill spiders. Spiders are good."
Grasping for a justified answer, I replied, "Yup, you are right. We should not kill good spiders. But that one," as I pointed to the dead spider, "That spider was an evil one. I had no choice."
Grasping for a justified answer, I replied, "Yup, you are right. We should not kill good spiders. But that one," as I pointed to the dead spider, "That spider was an evil one. I had no choice."