Her stories always had a moral slant to them. A Lesson behind every story

And a number of them helped shaped me.

My grandma always had the perfect story to tell. And i’ve heard some of them a dozen times.

Her stories are the reason i used to sleep early at night ...

The reason why i feared foreign workers when i was young...

The reason why i count the number of times i chew my food before swallowing.

And the reason why i have a totally irrational and acute fear of butterflies and moths...

The reason why i used to wake up at night just to turn over every few hours when i slept.

Back when i was 7 or 8, i loved creepy crawlies of all sorts.

I had dozens of jars filled with beetles, bees, caterpillars and spiders.

My grandma never did approve of my “hobby”.

And one day she came up with a brillant plan.

She somehow managed to convince me that butterflies and moths had the ability to blind people with special “dust” they released from their wings when disturbed.

I had jars upon jars of beetles, spiders, caterpillars and even butterflies.

That got me off creepy crawlies for good.

And so my crazy fear of butterflies began ...

With a white lie and a very bad scare ...

It took me till army to iron out my fear. And even now i still cant bear to stand near butterflies even after finding out they could not blind...