ARCAS Part 4 (or) Green
October 11th, 2007
Green is my favorite color. See me walking on the streets of Guatemala today, and you will most likely notice me wearing my bottle-green pants (held up by grass-green belt), lime-green shirt, and swamp-green hat and hiking-boots. It is all part of my repertoire, and this very limited wardrobe, padded only by few more (non green) items, has grown on me with its limitations (I miss my closet), but has also liberated me (What closet? I finally don’t have to break my head deciding what to wear! Woo-hooo!), just as this trip has thrust all green and slimy on this earth into my hands with the words: “Love it, or leave it!”
I’ve chosen love. Be it small and slimy falling on my head like the Tree Frog or monstrous and warty-growths covered toads from the compost area – bring them all on! Just to think, if I’ve chosen otherwise, I wouldn’t had the chance to feed Baby Crocodiles, prying their long jaws full of tiny razor-sharp teeth with my nail and shoving drop-sized pieces of raw chicken down their throats. (I was not being a bully. This is the only way to make them swallow.)
On our day-before-last in ARCAS the project received an addition. Nobody I asked was sure exactly where from, but a two meter crocodile with half its tail missing has arrived to Quarantine, his massive jaws bound together with white tape and his body tied with rope. I have never seen a Crocodile this size that close up. The few minutes others deliberated on where to put it, I spent on my stomach, crawling around the reptile examining every green scale with great admiration.
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