A few weeks ago, our Bug Biology class went on a bug-collecting trip in Urbana. This was our second class trip so we knew how to capture bugs using our nets and jars, but I was still a little hesitant on touching the bugs. My friend and I were walking together sweeping our nets on the ground when I suddenly saw a butterfly. I wanted to catch it so I ran towards it. After chasing the butterfly for sometime, I decided to stop since I had gone far from my friend and I still had to see what other bugs were already in my net.
I found a nice place to sit where the grass was a bit shorter, so that I could identify any unwanted bugs invading my personal space. I kneeled down, placed my backpack on the ground, and opened up my net to see what I had caught. There were many beetles, grasshoppers, spiders, and I even had a katydid. After putting them into the jar, I got back up and put my backpack on to continue collecting.
After I walked a few feet, I decided to look more closely in the grass. As my eyes were focused on the ground, I caught a glimpse of some movement. I looked at my thigh and saw a giant brown hairy thing crawling up my leg towards my torso. Although I didn’t know specifically what it was, I knew there was an unexpectedly large, unwelcome insect racing up my thigh. So like an entomophobe would do, I screamed. Finally, a kind classmate came up to me and calmly asked me, while I was still screaming, if I wanted the bug in the jar. The only thing I could say in my moment of panic was “GET IT OFF OF ME.” She captured the big, speedy bug in the jar, relieving me from my freak-out. I finally calmed down to see what thing was climbing my leg.
I looked into the jar and saw a the beast. Actually, it wasn’t a beast, it was caterpillar about the size of my index finger with long hairs sticking out of it. That was the cause of my fear. I was so glad that not many people had seen me overreact to the bug because that would’ve been awkward. However, unfortunately, many others had heard me and later asked what happened. When I explained the incident, I could tell that they were disappointed. Maybe they were looking for a better cause for my scream or maybe they just couldn’t believe that I screamed because of a caterpillar. Afterwards, I couldn’t either, but in my defense, I was panicked in the moment.
The good news is that now, I’ve overcome any fear of bugs and hopefully won’t shriek next time one is on me!