My Adventures in Africa - Week 1
It's been a trying first week here in Africa! The other day, I faced the most trying time in my life. I was told by my peers not to go outside in the forest, away from the security gate; however, my curiosity got the best of me!
I wanted to know what was out there, what worlds remained hidden. I wanted to see the unknown. I wanted to explore. I wanted to be free, like the zebras and the giselles. I wanted to stick my neck out, like the giraffe. I was determined and stubborn, like the hippopotamus. I was like a determined meerkat, and there was no stopping me!
So, I had ventured outside our base camp, into the jungle. Into the unknown. Suddenly, out from beyond, I felt a cold stare. I was being followed, but I continued walking. Who, or what, could it be, I thought. Maybe I should have listened to the others. Maybe I should have stayed at basecamp, where I was told it would be safe.
I continued walking into the unknown, all the while feeling like I being watched. Then, hidden deep in the shrubbery, I saw the eyes, staring coldly, glowing!
I was scared, even freightened. I was spotted by a beast, a dangerous beast. I paced my walk in a slow dribble as to not startle the animal. Maybe, just maybe, it would let me live. Maybe, I would live to write about this, I thought. (Obviously, I lived, witnessed by me writing this.)
The beast jumped out from behind the bush! It was a ferocious tiger, orange and black with white stripes. I thought, if I die, maybe I could leave proof that I was here by taking a picture with my iPhone. Hopefully, someone would find my iPhone, I thought, and find what I was about to take.
I slowly, quietly, took my brand spanking new iPhone 6 from my pocket. I looked the beast in the eye and SNAPPED what you see here below.
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@JenniferS iOS bug is fixed!)
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A tiger in Africa
Those who think we all have to be serious all the freakin time need to get a grip. There's a difference between flat out lying and joking around. I wanted to illustrate the difference by lying about something for the first time ever here and follow that up with a joke.
I lied about going to Africa. I told a joke by using my cat as a tiger prop. See the difference? Lies are evil and wrong. Jokes are funny. I don't lie except in this case to illustrate a point. Lies aren't funny and cause the complete opposite of happiness. I only want people to be happy.