I hate all MALE swans.

Every woman has an irration, terrible of something. Mine? Male swans.
Four of my aunts, my mom and I, went on a walk a few days ago. We wanted to see these new baby swans.
Well, walking up the trail, we see the male swan swimming towards us. (Mr. Protective) He swims strange, he sort of sticks his front out and pushes through the water. We all laugh and take pictures.
As we walked toward the momma swan and her two babies, the dad literally jumps OUT OF THE WATER and follows us! This boy was pretty huge--I'd say 3 feet high with his neck down and feathers in.
Finally, after a lot of slow-backing-away, he got back in the water.
We crept over to the mom and took pictures and cooed. Then came the dad, as fast as he could swim, doing the whole frontal thing, as soon as he found us, coming after us.
By now, my aunts had gone back to the path and it was just me and my mom with the bad-boy.



He jumps right out of the water and comes straight at us. My mom started talking real soft at it, and we slowly backed away. (I was terrified, and making little squealing noises.) Then suddenly, he straightens his neck, flares his wings, and jumps straight at ME!
I screamed as loud as I could scream and boy-oh-man did I run! Instantly I was crying and I couldn't breathe and my aunt was holding me and trying to get me to stop freaking out. (Way to make ya feel mature, huh?)
It was TERRIFYING! I hate male swans! HATE THEM!!!!!!!!!