Operation: Bat Freedom
Mission accomplished.
Today during 3rd block, Dom and I were wandering the halls people watching (as it was our second day back to school - upperclassmen w00t).
It just so happened that a small brown bat was hanging from the ceiling of one of the hallways during that fated 3rd block. Before coming upon the bat in question, Dom and I happened upon Taylor. Thus, we made our way outside. Before reaching our destination, however, the bat described above found its way into our lives.
Just before leaving the side corridor next to the main office, we noticed a small group huddled outside of an administrator’s office. She was in the middle of the group, staring at the bat. With no way of reaching the bat safely, everyone just decided to stare at it. It was just chilling there - being a bat, when someone suggested just leaving it were it lay, or in this case, hung from.
This was a bad idea, I thought. What happens if the bat gets lost in the school, becoming injured or hurt? No, it was best to return it to its natural habitat: the ocean.
Upon being informed by Dom and Taylor that the common brown bat was not, like it’s cousin the bottle-nosed dolphin, an aquatic mammal, we got another idea. Take it to a tree outside and let it chill with its bat self until nightfall approached and crime took to the streets of Gotham City.
So me, being the tallest, got a mug and Dom, being the sweetest, got some paper and slid it over the mug after I coerced the bat inside with the promise of a small-enclosed space with no assurance of release.
After charging students a nickel to see what was inside the mug, we placed the bat on the grass. It was apparent bats are no burrowing creatures, nor are they grazing animals. We scooped the little guy back up and placed him in a tree.
Placing batman in a tree was the most exciting part of all, as we realized he was actually more like spider-man. His wall-crawling ability was off the charts. I was excited. So was Dom. I didn’t really have time to gauge Taylor’s reaction.
That is all.
K, bye.
- Tyler
Today during 3rd block, Dom and I were wandering the halls people watching (as it was our second day back to school - upperclassmen w00t).
It just so happened that a small brown bat was hanging from the ceiling of one of the hallways during that fated 3rd block. Before coming upon the bat in question, Dom and I happened upon Taylor. Thus, we made our way outside. Before reaching our destination, however, the bat described above found its way into our lives.
Just before leaving the side corridor next to the main office, we noticed a small group huddled outside of an administrator’s office. She was in the middle of the group, staring at the bat. With no way of reaching the bat safely, everyone just decided to stare at it. It was just chilling there - being a bat, when someone suggested just leaving it were it lay, or in this case, hung from.
This was a bad idea, I thought. What happens if the bat gets lost in the school, becoming injured or hurt? No, it was best to return it to its natural habitat: the ocean.
Upon being informed by Dom and Taylor that the common brown bat was not, like it’s cousin the bottle-nosed dolphin, an aquatic mammal, we got another idea. Take it to a tree outside and let it chill with its bat self until nightfall approached and crime took to the streets of Gotham City.
So me, being the tallest, got a mug and Dom, being the sweetest, got some paper and slid it over the mug after I coerced the bat inside with the promise of a small-enclosed space with no assurance of release.
After charging students a nickel to see what was inside the mug, we placed the bat on the grass. It was apparent bats are no burrowing creatures, nor are they grazing animals. We scooped the little guy back up and placed him in a tree.
Placing batman in a tree was the most exciting part of all, as we realized he was actually more like spider-man. His wall-crawling ability was off the charts. I was excited. So was Dom. I didn’t really have time to gauge Taylor’s reaction.
That is all.
K, bye.
- Tyler