Walking to the Weldon library today, I passed by a string of gabbling four-year-old day-campers on their way to the cafeteria in the UCC.
At the head of the line was a little girl in a pink dress, pointing and shouting to her friend, “Look! Look! I see an anaconda! There’s an anaconda, watch out!!”

To which he buckled his knees and cried with a pleading touch, “Wait! Wait! Don’t leave me!”