No one was going for it, so I made a rash decision to jump in. I reached my hand forward in anticipation. Why shouldn’t I hold the tarantula? Because you’re terrified of spiders? Forget that. Jump in! He was tickly and soft on my skin. Holding him, he felt more like an animal than an insect. He seemed afraid, tentative to stay on my palm. After a few moments, I realized that I didn’t mind him being there. I gently passed him back over. Seconds later, student after student began rushing to request a turn to hold him, “Please can I try?..I think I could do it like that..Just on my hand! Me next!”…Sometimes all it takes is someone to jump first.