Farrah on a Stroll

Friday, January 04, 2008

With the wedding and honeymoon over, this week my daughter and my new son-in-law are visiting with us before they return to their home in Brazil. He is working on his English, and I am slowly picking up a little Portuguese. For example, I am now his sogro, and he is now my genro, except that the ‘r’ is pronounced like an ‘h’, and the initial ‘g’ is pronounced like a ‘zh’.

So far, meu genro has put up with a lot of strange things from seu sogro, but yesterday his curiosity reached a threshold. What good—he wondered—is a pet tarantula that hardly ever moves?

Well, on one level, Farrah is a holdover pet from my last classroom, as is Piume the Red-Eared Slider, who was originally my daughter’s before she moved to Brazil. On another level, Farrah is a living pun. Tarantulas make up the family Theraphosidae, and the common California tarantula is Theraphosa aphonopelma. Theraphosa sounds so much like Farrah Fawcett, and both are covered by such beautiful hair, that for a pun lover like myself, Farrah can move at glacial speed around her cage and still be worth every cricket or beetle I toss her.

However, for the benefit of meu genro, we brought Farrah out for a walk. At this point, I think he was quite satisfied with her glacial speed.

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Anonymous said...
January 4, 2008 at 1:52 PM  

Once, the father of a student from a neighboring classroom came around to thank me for helping his daughter get over a terrible fear of spiders. All I did was let the kids come in at recess and look at Farrah through the glass, or occasionally pull her out and let them pet her. She's here if you want to come by . . . a theraputic Theraphosid.

Brian said...
January 4, 2008 at 2:12 PM  


Anonymous said...
January 4, 2008 at 4:26 PM  

Actully, sounds like fun... :)

Avido said...
January 7, 2008 at 3:05 PM  

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