Suppose these guys are found just about everywhere; pics here of some encountered in Taiwan and Japan. This one was reposing on the front door of the kids' house there in Chandler. They are pretty scary looking - even more so if you've seen them lightning-strike prey with those forearms. And the way they cock their head up and swivel around to look at you seems a bit too personal...It's in family lore that Bob, my oldest brother, when he was a little tyke, saw one on the handlebars of his tricycle and was terrified enough to scar him for life. Will have to fact-check that one.
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FACT CHECK RESULT: Bob responded with verification and so much more...
This is true and happened shortly after we moved to Wilmington, Delaware, in the summer of 1957 when I was five and before Jim was born. I had no idea what was this giant ferocious bug that landed right in front of me on my trike, and I started screaming. But what's not mentioned is that my friends and I later became enamored with praying mantises. My best friend in Wilmington was Mike Farantino. He and I would catch them in an adjacent vacant, overgrown field in Wilmington, and fly them like balsa wood airplanes. They'd fly a distance and we'd catch them again. One time we launched a praying mantis and it flew over our two-story apartment building (probably to get away), and we followed it in the air and went around and found it again. You had to grab one behind the head because they could latch on to your finger and bite. When launching you'd transfer your grip to under the thorax/wings and sort of gently throw it horizontally, and it would fly - sometimes pretty far. We never harmed them and would release them when we were done playing.
In Jim's picture the praying mantis is green. I don't know about Chinese insects but in Delaware they would change color from green to brown, and back, depending on the background. I have seen them in Houston and Austin occasionally. Here they seem to be mostly brown, although I know I have seen a green one in Texas too.
I attended a private Christian school in Wilmington (since closed) for grades one through three, and I started first grade at age five - kindergarten was not common them. In second grade I took a praying mantis nest in a jar to class to show everyone. Those nests look like a brown papery blob about half to three-quarters of an inch in diameter on a grass stalk or twig. Fairly solid and somewhat crunchy. Anyway, the thing hatched while I was there and somehow the jar lid came off (not my fault, I said and still say) and we had 50 tiny little mantises scurrying around the classroom all afternoon. They come out very pale then turn dark brown, almost black, a couple of hours later. The boys thought it was cool but our teacher and the girls in the class were not amuse.
Bob