3rd Anecdote

A few years ago, back in the old house where my whole family lived in one house, my grandmother, my aunt, and I encountered a snake in the kitchen. Apparently it was all my fault that the snake was there, because whistling attracts snakes for some strange reason, and I was sure a whistler. That's what my superstitious grandmother told me. My aunt and I were extremely frightened, and we speed off right back to our room. My grandmother on the other hand, handled it like a man. My aunt and I could hear my grandmother attacking the snake with a broomstick. She was never scared like the rest of us. She could handle anything that gets in the way.