When I was a child taking piano lessons and was first aware of the song La Cucaracha, I had no idea to what it was referring. It was just a peppy song with an interesting rhythm. I did not know that translated into English, it was The Cockroach. I also did not know what a cockroach was. Growing up in the north, I had never seen a cockroach. In that cold climate, I later learned that only people who did not keep a clean home had cockroaches. They like garbage, and they seek out damp areas.
Decades later, I learned that a sweet elderly lady in our
church had a cockroach infestation. Her apartment
was immaculate, but the apartment of someone in her building was not. Cockroaches invaded her home from an adjacent
too dirty apartment. One of the ladies
in the church took her out for an extended lunch time, while a group of us went
into her apartment, spraying and vacuuming up dead cockroach bodies and
droppings. We hoped this would bring her
at least temporary relief.
Later still, an acquaintance was planning to buy a used appliance
and was concerned there might be cockroaches in it from the prior owner. I talked with an appliance repairman, who
told me the solution was quite simple.
Since it was winter and we were experiencing a spell of near zero
Fahrenheit temperatures, the appliance should just be left outdoors in the
garage or on a front porch for a few days.
The roaches would not survive, and it would then be safe to move the
appliance indoors.
When one of my daughters moved to Texas, she called me one
evening horrified, because there was a large cockroach in her apartment. I could hear the sounds of her trying to
squash it by hitting it with a running shoe.
Well…. now I live in Florida.
I know these nasty critters are endemic here. Earlier this week, I saw one
about an inch long running across my kitchen countertop. My husband came to the rescue and dispatched
it. He did this with a tissue. I was looking for a book to hit it with. I couldn’t bear the idea of the crunch I knew
it would make.
I have checked around the cupboards and under the sink. I have found no droppings or eggs, but I am
now skittish. I am hoping that cockroach
was just a random fellow wandering through.
But, I have looked around the kitchen twice this morning,
because I thought I heard the sound of something chewing, and La Cucaracha is
playing in my head.
Once in Spanish class I was showing my students a video of several television commercials from the Caribbean. Two of them were for cockroach repellants/killer -- I think it was Raid for Cockroaches. One of the students raised her hand and said "wouldn't it be a good idea to just clean better and not have cockroaches?" I had to explain that in a hot and humid climate that cockroaches were a fact of life, much like we often get some ants in the spring. She decided she wouldn't live there!
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