bug_girl said:
thanks for bumping this Rolfe, because now i can correct one very large mistake. There is NO ichneumon "fly". there is, however, a large family of Ichneumonidae, parasitic *wasps.*
This group includes many caterpillar parasites, including one of the cabbage butterfly.
Mmm, I wonder if there has been a change in nomenclature? Because the book I looked it up in (
Animals Without Backbones, by Ralph Buchsbaum, which I note was first published in 1938 and revised in 1948 - though it was a set book for my university course in 1971) definitely calls it the "ichneumon fly".
I don't have any elder siblings, and the thing about the story is that I
remember the teacher telling us about it. Not of reading it in a book (I didn't own the Buchsbaum book at the time this happened), not of seeing it on TV (which we didn't have at the time anyway), not of being told by anyone else, but of hearing Mr. Brodie standing in class the previous afternoon telling us about it.
It's possible I was the only one in class paying attention. But that would have to include the teacher, who swore that he hadn't got that far in the lesson the previous day. (But you know what? I still entertain that explanation.)
It's possible the entire class plus the teacher were involved in some weird plot to wind me up. Assuming that I
would answer the question, and then nobody ever in the months following admitting it was a wind-up - I don't think so!
It's possible I dreamed the second day's episode. It's just that the memory doesn't have the quality of a dream. Like I said, I was wearing clothes, and I knew the answer - I was prepared for class. Neither of these sounds like the sort of dreams I have!
It's possible I'm lying to you all and made the entire story up.
And then there are woo-woo explanations. Which I suppose needn't be woo-woo as in supernatural, just rather creative interpretations of the space-time continuum!
I honestly don't know. And since it was a one-off, unrepeatable, untestable, I don't think there's any way to settle it. It's just something that has mildly intrigued me over the years. And I thought
Olaf would enjoy the story.
Rolfe.