Susan is Attacked by a Leech
January 30th 2008 21:00
I have a very vivid memory of my sister Susan being attacked by a leech. She was about one year old and could hardly speak. I was sitting next to her in the car and Susan kept whimpering. Being a kid, I didn’t pay much attention to it. Neither did my oldies. But when our parents decided to take a break from driving, they noticed not only was she whimpering, but she kept playing with her ankle. My mother decided it was time to take a closer look. Lo and behold, my sister was busy trying to pull a leech off from her ankle. My mother started to freak out. My father mentioned something about putting salt on the leech in order to remove it. So my parents drove to the nearest petrol station and got some salt and did that. It must have done the trick as the next thing I remember is seeing the leech on the ground and my parents setting it alight. Poor Susan had no idea what was going on. Neither did I. I kept wondering what the fuss was all about and now that the leech had been removed, did it justify my oldies going to all that trouble of burning it to death?
Photo by Paul Paquette. Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.
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