Week 10 Story: The Jungle
The jungle is a hard place to live. The bugs are after the grass, the insects after the bugs, the lizards after the insects, the birds after the lizards, the mongooses after the lizards, the bobcats after the mongooses...it's a competitive world, and the cost of losing is death. At every moment in time, everything - and I mean everything - is about survival. One slow step under the eyes of a leopard or tiger and you're dead. The lions lived in their own den on one side of the jungle, the tigers on another side, and the monkeys high up in the trees. Everyone lived segregated, and creatures rarely interacted with animals outside their species. You never know who's the predator and who's the prey in any situation. Even at common-ground water holes, no one went for a drink haphazardly or alone. I like to think of it as a war. A tense, prolonged war that began at the inception of the universe and which will never have an ending. It's the war of life. This war had