Hiss.
That’s what I did when a wasp stung me. It was sharp, and it burned the whole time, and all I can think of was: Thank God I didn’t have any allergic reactions to insect stings.
The pain only lasted for a few seconds, but the swollen red mark was left for me to stare at for the next four days. It was itchy, and it hurt when something bumped into it. That was the day I swore I would march over to the barangay hall and tell them to cut the tree where the wasps had lived in.
Of course I didn’t do it. I only hope I was thick-faced enough to do it, but I was shy, and my godmother was one of the barangay tanods and I was scared that she’ll tell my mom that I came over there, marching and demanding for that wasp problem to be taken care of.
Up until now, there are wasps roaming around the village starting at six pm. It was very inconvenient, especially when I go out with my friends, and sometimes I go home at maybe seven. Whenever I walk back home, I’m scared that those filthy wasps will sting me again! So I duck my head whenever I see a streetlamp. I can still hear the buzzing sound they make whenever I pass by them. I’m not even safe in my own home! Like, I can’t even go outside and turn the Christmas lights on because I know those wasps will flock around it looking for their next meal. I mean, last Halloween, kids didn’t even roamed the streets asking for candies because their mothers are afraid the’ll get stung! Plus, whenever one of them enters the house, me and my sister will get panicky, and run around looking for the insecticide like mad women.
One thing’s for sure, though.
“I absolutely hate wasps.”
The tree where they live in is owned by an old man. He isn’t very friendly, and he’s so grumpy. When the homeowners told him to cut the tree down, he got angry and told them that it was his tree (it’s a mango tree, and he sells the mangoes to his neighbors) and it gives him extra money. So, the homeowners had no choice but to tell him that he has to take care of the wasp problem. He agreed, but up to this day, he still hasn’t solved the problem. I mean. yeah, maybe the wasps lessened, but all I can think of is that they’re mating inside that nest, thus, adding to their population more and more.
Ouch, it stung me!
I would recommend for that nest to be thoroughly saturated. It can be removed or left alone—either way it won’t be used again by other wasps! Just be sure to wait at least 24 hours before removing the nest. Although, he might not be able to reach it, so I think he should seek professional assistance. I’ve read something about treating nests, and it said that it should be treated during dusk or dawn, that way those wasps are less likely to be active. In our village, some said that it should have pa-usok or pa-usukan, wherein they will let smoke enter inside the tree to kill the wasps inside. My mother told me that if we cut the whole tree down, the chances are that the wasps will still be alive and sting the whole village to death, or they will just find another home.
So, yeah, my plan was pointless.
Anyway, I hope they will sort this whole wasp thing so we could finally be able to light our Christmas lights and decorations outside.
This is Tricia 