Today in class some of my kids came up and told me that there was a gecko stuck in our classroom reading tent. After going to investigate sure enough there was a fat little gecko hanging on the hanging sheets from our ceiling we like to call our "base camp".
I looked over to a couple of my kids and asked them, "would you please take him outside so he can be free and out of our way?"
So my student walks over with a tissue and grabs for the little gecko, and of course what happens next... his tail falls right off flailing on the floor.
So now I have one student with very scared and wiggly gecko and another with a still very much alive and literally swinging tail. YUCK!
Both were quickly taken outside and exposed in their own ways, one in the trash and another in a corner in the hallway.
But as I was walking out of my classroom this afternoon I noticed a squished little gecko with no little tail...and now I feel a little bad for the guy.
Geckos (aka in the Phils as a Butiki) have become a part of my daily life. They are not in anyway or form special and often times I find little gifts from them around my kitchen and in my sink. But they keep the bugs away, and for that I am very grateful! I would much rather have a Butiki running around my room than a big nasty June bug or moth.
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