Sneaky Snake

I have always been afraid of snakes. I don’t mind roaches ( as long as they don’t fly). I don’t mind rats either. But snakes? Thanks but no snakes.
I don’t like slithering creatures like worms. To me, they are in cahoots with snakes in scaring the wits out of me. I don’t like to run, but when that factsyet snake greeted me on top of the stairs, the scream failed to get past my throat but run like hell, I did. I don’t like disturbing him especially when he was tired, but whenever I see worms in the bath, cry for help, I did. And knowing my serious fear, he never tried to tease me about it while fishing the worm with a used kiddie toothbrush. I suspect he started the habit of ridding the bath of worms whenever he’d use it before I do.
I tried exorcising my fear of snakes. We went to Manila Zoo (gasp!) and lo and behold, Kim Atienza’s cheesy snake was on display. My idea of exorcism though was manipulating him to touch the snake and have his picture taken. Maybe through projection and association, I would have one less fear. No such luck!
Snakes.. Though I have always been afraid of them, I realized I hate that one particular snake. Be careful mihunko she might bite you too.