One of my friends had one of these snakes on her timeline this morning and it jogged a memory.
I actually came up on one of these as a child cutting through my backwoods to go to Aunt Elma's house. I knew about snakes . We ate em. we skinned em. We picked em up off the road to save the buttons on them and I knew which snakes were dangerous and which ones weren't . I knew that it was unlike any snake I'd ever seen. I would jump right over the back of a black snake if I saw it and not even break my run. But this snake reared up on its hind and its head laid out flat and it looked at me. I was probably about 8 or 10 years old maybe or less and it scared me to death. I mean I stopped dead in my tracks. The snake had a a pattern on its top of its head and it was swaying a little bit looking at me and I froze It didn't move and I didn't move. Finally when I could take a breath, I started backing away slowly and when I thought that I was safe enough from it, I started running like the wind back home. I didn't know if these snakes could chase you. I didn't know anything about them. I've never seen such a snake. But when I went to school the next day I went to the library. And I told the librarian that I had seen a snake the likes of which I ain't never seen before. And we pulled out an encyclopedia and she told me it was a snake that was not from our country normally. So that meant to me that somebody had , had that snake and Let It Go. I told Daddy Bout That snake and he went out there and look for it but it was long gone.
I will never forget coming up on that snake. It scared me to pieces. I hope y'all never run up on a snake that looks like that or at least unless it's being taking care of by snake charmer. Because that was one scary day in the life of a little kid who used to run through the woods every day to go see Aunt Elma. After that I still did run through the woods to go see Aunt Elma but I was very, very aware of every step that I took and I never saw that snake again.
Sometimes when I look back on that that day I wonder if I really did see that snake. Every fiber of my being tells me that it was a real snake and that its head was flared and I could see the pattern on the head. I could even see it swaying just a bit when I come up on it. But the librarian told me that snake is not indigenous to Northwest Florida or Alabama or Georgia. So who knows where that snake came from? I'm telling you I saw that snake and I won't ever forget that day when it made me have a heightened awareness of my surroundings.
I had been a child that just ran through the woods barefoot, picking up straw and making straw houses without a care in the world until I saw that snake.
A snake like that will change you and it sure did me...
I actually came up on one of these as a child cutting through my backwoods to go to Aunt Elma's house. I knew about snakes . We ate em. we skinned em. We picked em up off the road to save the buttons on them and I knew which snakes were dangerous and which ones weren't . I knew that it was unlike any snake I'd ever seen. I would jump right over the back of a black snake if I saw it and not even break my run. But this snake reared up on its hind and its head laid out flat and it looked at me. I was probably about 8 or 10 years old maybe or less and it scared me to death. I mean I stopped dead in my tracks. The snake had a a pattern on its top of its head and it was swaying a little bit looking at me and I froze It didn't move and I didn't move. Finally when I could take a breath, I started backing away slowly and when I thought that I was safe enough from it, I started running like the wind back home. I didn't know if these snakes could chase you. I didn't know anything about them. I've never seen such a snake. But when I went to school the next day I went to the library. And I told the librarian that I had seen a snake the likes of which I ain't never seen before. And we pulled out an encyclopedia and she told me it was a snake that was not from our country normally. So that meant to me that somebody had , had that snake and Let It Go. I told Daddy Bout That snake and he went out there and look for it but it was long gone.
I will never forget coming up on that snake. It scared me to pieces. I hope y'all never run up on a snake that looks like that or at least unless it's being taking care of by snake charmer. Because that was one scary day in the life of a little kid who used to run through the woods every day to go see Aunt Elma. After that I still did run through the woods to go see Aunt Elma but I was very, very aware of every step that I took and I never saw that snake again.
Sometimes when I look back on that that day I wonder if I really did see that snake. Every fiber of my being tells me that it was a real snake and that its head was flared and I could see the pattern on the head. I could even see it swaying just a bit when I come up on it. But the librarian told me that snake is not indigenous to Northwest Florida or Alabama or Georgia. So who knows where that snake came from? I'm telling you I saw that snake and I won't ever forget that day when it made me have a heightened awareness of my surroundings.
I had been a child that just ran through the woods barefoot, picking up straw and making straw houses without a care in the world until I saw that snake.
A snake like that will change you and it sure did me...
I hope y'all have a wonderful day , free of things that hiss when you run up on them...Always, Kimmee
