My Adventure

It was 2 years ago, and the day had started out pretty normal.. I was walking along the edge of an African bank in Ethiopia, just after devouring a half-dead zebra inhabiting the area around our camp, but what would happen next would perplex me even to this day. As I was walking down the sidewalk, heading toward the inner city and thinking “could the smog here get any worse?”, I saw a squirrel hiding a hard-earned acorn deep in the African clay. However, as he was near done with his project, he looked up at me and then proceeded to dig his acron back up and walked over to me and handed it to me. He then went back to his house and got me a tall glass of water to wash the acorn down with. I later learned, from the locals this was not unusual for the Ethiopian squirrels to show hospitality to their human guests. So then, the question that haunts me to this day… “Why aren’t squrrels here as hospitable as they are in Africa?” Is it something, we as humans, could have changed? I then went to the local library to find out. It was there I found Osama Bin-Laden and he told me the Ethiopian people feed their squirrels goldfish, which calms them, making them more hospitable. So, after hearing this, I finally figured out why he gave me his acorn.. He had retreived his acorn, just in case someone like me came along, so he could show me how good-natured his kind are in Africa. So, why tell this story you ask? We must band together and rule out acorns for squirrels. It is a problem that needs to be corrected. We can do it!