I turned around.
"WHOAH!" I said, and reared back.
"It's a cicada!" said a very small boy. "I have more! Look!"
He showed me.
"Take a picture!" he ordered.
I took a picture.
"And see this?" he said turning one over. "They're different colours underneath! Take another picture!"
The cicadas waved their legs feebly.
I took another picture.
"And they're black on top," he said, putting the cicadas on the ground.
"Amazing," I said.
I don't know why the cicadas didn't fly away when he put them down. It's possible they were feeling a little overwhelmed.
I know I was.