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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a descriptive piece inspired by the picture on the cover of the book. Enjoy!

Submitted: March 30, 2020

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Submitted: March 30, 2020



The Safari


It was dry and steaming midday. The grass was sizzling and the trees

were on fire. The hard, metallic roof of our safari truck felt like the

scorching surface of a flaming star and everything in sight seemed a bit

wavy because of the torrid heat. The sun was the devil and we were in

hell being tortured until there was no bone left in our weak bodies to be

tortured. There was a light breeze and my body gasped with delight. To

me, it was like an insight of heaven, a gateway to my salvation. But we

were here for a reason; we had a job to do; a mission to complete; a

goal that we had set out to accomplish. I tried to hide it but the heat was

really getting to me. I didn't know if the others felt the same way. 


I started to focus on what we were here to do, what I was supposed to

be doing. Photography, this was something I picked up at a young age

and it has taken me the long run. I am very lucky to be here and the

responsibility that comes with it is quite intriguing. Photography might

look quite easy but there are many tips and tricks to be learnt, not only

with the camera but with the angling and lighting of the model being



Today, Jeff the lion was on show and I must say, he was putting on quite the

act. His stance and posture were very firm and muscular and the smirk

he pulled when he looked over was really something else. Jeff was

taken from his family in South Africa not too long ago and was brought

here, to Kenya. It's sad, I know, but there's nothing I can do so I just try

to forget about that part. Totally and completely ignore it. Besides, he's

happy now. He's independent, got a girlfriend and can be as lazy as he



So I take out my camera, take the screen cover off and start snapping

some pics of the king of the jungle. The sun is still melting us all but it

seems more unnoticeable now, more like a dream rather than a memory.

Several pics in, my colleague/best friend leans over and whispers, "He's really showing off now."

He's got a girlfriend."

"You mean the thing you don't have!" He states irritably

"Shut up!" I almost shout

"Girlfriend?" Team Leader, joined in, "More like wife and apparently, she's pregnant!"

"Wow!?" The driver shouts, slightly spilling his bottle of water, which I so envy right now.

I humorously say, "Looks like he's done better than all of us."

Team Leader laughs and I look over at my friend as he looks back at me and we both wonder the same thing.

What are we doing with our lives?

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