How Would You Like Your Jellyfish: Baked, Fried, or . . . Melted?

Maho Beach, St. Maarten

These three children reminded me of my brother, sister, and I when we lived at Waikiki Beach. Everyday after school, K- and I were instructed to wait for our big brother (“. . .because he is older and much more mature) by the canal so we could walk home together. We were always late arriving home because R- (then 9 years old) felt compelled to catch a few jellyfish, lay them out on the sizzling hot canal wall, careful to make certain each tentacle was splayed perfectly, so we could watch them melt in the hot, Hawaiian sun.

He did this with such an all-consuming interest while K- and I stood by . . . . speechless–not saying anything because after all, “he is older and much more mature.” 

 It’s a good thing PETA did not exist at the time because this petite, perpetrator would have been their poster boy of sorts. I don’t know what possessed my brother to always want to cause such small creatures so much misery–he, himself, was and still is quite gentle by nature. Why do you think it is that boys typically exhibit these kinds of behaviors? Is it just curiosity? Or an innate sense of the hunter-gatherer? I just don’t get it!

©Teresita Abad Doebley All rights reserved 2009-2011.

Quote of the Day for YOU: Boys are beyond the range of anybody’s sure understanding, at least when they are between the ages of 18 months and 90 years.
~ James Thurber


5 thoughts on “How Would You Like Your Jellyfish: Baked, Fried, or . . . Melted?

  1. I don’t get it either and won’t speculate… but boys do tend to hunt and dissect things so curiosity might have been the cause.Thankfully, he no longer does this… 🙂

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