Looking Through Anothers Eyes :: Personal Narrative Writing

Looking Through Anothers Eyes As we change our binoculars before walking on the glidebird Trail, I wondered if we would truly get to see anything exciting with our binoculars. Unfortunately, as the prof tried to serve well me adjust mine, we discovered that the new binoculars I had just purchased had duple vision. Disappointed, I raised my hopes even higher that we would see something up closedown that we would not necessarily need the binoculars for. Headed down the racetrack, we saw an Anhinga and a few other birds that stayed long enough for me to quickly imbibe a friends binoculars. Not far down the path from seeing the Anhinga, all of us quickly glanced over to the right in the bushes where we saw something move. One of our professors walked over to the bushes, bent over, and picked up a snake with his bare hands. It was a harmless snake, a Black Racer, but the get of the snake still shocked us all. The professor calmly picked up the snake and began talking about it. At that moment, we were all excited that we had our really own Steve Erwin. I was excited that I was able to see something without needing a pair of binoculars. As our professor continued displaying the snake and trying to donjon it from moving, the snake reached up and latched onto his finger for about five seconds until it permit go. Our professor, of course, had no reaction as he again calmly waited for the snake to let go of his finger. Just barely breaking the skin, and a little blood, the professor eventually put the snake down as we all watched it go away into the bushes. At the moment that the snake took hold of our professors hand, I couldnt help but wonder what was going by means of the snakes tiny brain. Was it Geez this guy looks big, maybe if I incinerate him he will let me go, or was it hmmm, this finger looks awfully toothsome I think Ill try a bite. What was the real agreement for the snake biting our professor? Was it out of fear, curiousness, or hun ger? Considering how downhearted the snake was, most of us would assume that it was afraid and was protecting itself. nevertheless how can we be sure? We are not snakes.