Personal Narrative On Bees

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Bees, the fuzzy cute little creatures that are harmful when attacked, but pleasent when not harmed. I think of bees on my side sometimes but also not on my side. Once I was at beaches pool I saw a big tree,my eyes narrowed on something it was brownish yellow so I decided run! I jolted my body foward as I sprinted away and called for to shake the tree woosh! plop! Thats when I saw what it was a bee hive. Buzzzzz! the bees flew right at me, I sure knew what to do,run! "Help"! I exclaimed as I jolted away from the bees. I knew the worker bees were attacking me. Two bees zipped into my shirt …show more content…
My mom ran over with an ice pack she gently placed it on my back, slowley the sting began to sooth the sting. "thanks mom" I gasped. I slowly climbed back to my feet. The bees buzzed away like a billion airplanes roaring there engines. After that my mom took me to a beekeeper to see and learn about bees. We went the day after I got stung. The person we went to see's named joe. I got out of the car with my two brothers, Sam and Jamie. We learned a lot. Here are some things I learned: There are three kinds of bees:worker bees who are the female bees,drones are the male bees, finally there are the queen bees who are the leaders of all bees.I also learned that the bees are attracted to sugar.One time my uncle left a bottle of soda on a table when he came to have a sip the bees flew into his mouth and stung him it was, very bad. So I know not to mess with