School is closed for "Spring" cleaning and so I haven't had time to update lately. One person asked me what order the seasons went in. "Was it Winter, Fall, Summer then Spring?" Another person laughed when I inquired about availability for the Spring semester. "HA HA We don't have seasons here! When are you talking about?"
Lately I have been yearning for a little countryside so yesterday we went with some friends to Bollywood Veggies Farm at the Northern edge of Singapore where they grow organic vegetables and have a restaurant called Poison Ivy. We latched on to a school tour during which the highlight was the killing of a black cobra. It took quite a few whacks and got thrown into the air in our direction. We were all warned to get back because they can spit venom in the eye from 3 meters away.
Today our visit to the Crocodile Farm proved to be a much safer expedition although no less scintillating. The Crocodile Farm was in the middle of Singapore in a suburban setting. All the crocodiles and alligators were in rectangle pens over which could peer. There were signs saying not to put our hands into the pen. Our guide said that they can jump 6 feet into the air. "Then why are the pens 4 feet high?" "We feed them everyday and they're pretty lazy but if they feel threatened they will muster up the energy to attack." Maya's newest word was "scary." It was scary to peer at them. They fed them chicken heads while we watched.
I knew the guide must have heard this a thousand times but when we left I could not help myself from saying "See you later Alligator" and "See you in awhile Crocodile."
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Tell Maya that when she gets back to NYC the only scary things will be muggers and perverts.
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