For one of my high school English classes I had to write an essay on the following topic… If you could be any animal in the world, which would you be, and why? I knew right away which animal I would write about. I was like that kid from A Christmas Story on Santa’s lap, who just knew for fact that, against all opposition, that he wanted a Red Ryder BB Gun. My obsession for the marvelous, spotted creatures began several years before the day that fateful assignment was given.
My introduction for that essay went a little something like this:
“Tall above the luscious, green-topped trees, the native giraffe takes a long glance over the beautiful, African plain, while standing with poise and dignity. Long, sturdy legs under the longest neck of any mammal, provide support while a spotted coat adds to its individuality. Many of the good…
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