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Period of Adjustment
We moved to Markham in 1952, the year I turned eleven. My family had lived in Oregon and Washington since World
War II so everything about Texas was exotic to me. One day while raking leaves I was attacked by a "king cobra."
(I told you Texas was exotic.)
I knew that cobras spit in your eyes to blind you so I clamped my eyes tight shut and blundered and felt around
for a hoe. I chopped that poor harmless puff adder into hundreds of pieces. That little snake taught me that sometimes
pretense can be dangerous. Gradually I learned that Texas is more than exotic--it is heavenly.
Wayne Robertson
Houston, Texas
Published:
November 14,
2005
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