by 3D Jason Chow Chun Lai
I woke up in the morning. I yawned. I tested my eight legs. What’s for breakfast? I used my eight eyes to look out for food. I tightened my leg muscles and jumped. I flew in the air for a while and landed on sticky soil… the best environment for hunting!
I looked around for food. I thought I heard something and stopped to listen. I stood as still as a stone. I didn’t move a single muscle. Although I couldn’t see it, I could make out what it was by looking at its shape; it was a praying mantis, an adult one. The mantis didn’t seem to notice me.
I stealthily jumped on to the grass and carefully stalked the mantis. I tightened my muscles - and leapt! I landed on the mantis and took it by surprise. My front legs pinned it on the grass – and I sank my fangs deep into the mantis’s back. Blood spilled out of the mantis. He cried in pain and struggled frantically. I raised my fangs, but just as I dug them into the mantis’s head, it broke free and sliced its claw through my skin. Pain shot through my body.
The mantis stood up, stretched its arms and pinned me back on the grass. I screamed in agony. I couldn’t die here. I thought. I had to fight back!
I used my ultimate weapon, stabbing my poison into the mantis’s abdomen in a last ditch effort to survive my ordeal. It fell to the soil. I didn’t wait for it to flip back, and knocked him over. I raised my fangs and tried to stab the mantis again, but missed. The mantis’s menacing claws swiped towards me. Oh no! I t stabbed its claws into my body, I was going to die…
Well, I could envisage my end in graphic detail. The mantis froze there. What happened? Oh right! My fangs! They have venom and it was working at last!
I didn’t waste my time. I spun a web and moved around and around so the web wrapped around the mantis. Then I dragged the mantis into my cozy home.
I ate the mantis from one of the fang marks I had made. I ate half of it and felt really full. Time for a nap. Soon, I drifted off to sleep. Zzzzzzzzz…
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