Sssssssnake!

Last week, as Krista and I approached campus, we saw a student throwing sticks into a tree.  “Othello?” I asked.  “Yes, Ms. RB, there’s a snake!” he replied, chunking another stick at the branches.  “Well did you get it?” Krista asked, importantly.  “Oh, no,” he replied.  We all looked at each other.  “So it’s angry now?” I said.  “We should go before he comes down” and I made like my arm was a snake swinging down to bite him.  Othello laughed nervously and race ahead shouting, “No! No! No!”  He’s one of my favs.