Dr. Brady Barr and his daughter Isabella help us understand the difference between alligators and crocodiles in this week’s Creature Feature.
Most reptiles and birds have descended from dinosaurs, but crocodiles and alligators are more closely related to both of these groups then their other reptilian brethren. However, despite their prehistoric look, crocodiles and alligators are more biologically complex than most reptiles. What sets them apart is that they have a cerebral cortex, a four-chambered heart, and a diaphragm that helps them breathe.
Crocodiles and alligators don’t have sweat glands. To cool down, they will sleep with their mouths open or pant like a dog!
Dr. Brady Barr is with his daughter and teaches you about the differences between crocs and gators.
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Chapter 2- Greely
Part 2- A Land
Greely warped himself into a mysterious place. There, he started to strive on his own. During his free time, he would start to paint and carve on a part of a wall. He drew a wolf, symbolising his life of solitude. It was a symbol of strength, his strength. He then began to find resources of the wonderful, mysterious land. Sometimes, he would hear voices, but he isn’t certain if he was dreaming.
The phantom was discarded down a cliff, for Greely have no more use for it. He had notebooks full of their information. He even made more chemicals to allow phantoms to become as noisy as snores to him. With a little bit of modification, he was able to insert it into the chromosomes so it could be passed down by heredity- if possible. If not, Greely must find a new way to do it.
Greely never meant any ill-will. One day, while he was studying a spirit stone, a tattered wolf entered his land. “G-Greely! I finally found you! The… The pack! It’s being attacked by a fearsome wild cougar!” reported the brown wolf.
Greely growled. “Let’s see if they can stand against me,” he challenged, before leaping down from a cliff. It was dangerous, resulting Greely to have an arm fractured at first, but he was easily used to it.
When Greely saw the cougar, he wondered, why is it shimmering in blue glitter? Fearlessly, he strode over to it and bared his fangs, eyes glowing an eerie light. The cougar looked terrified and turned tail. Greely was not satisfied, he chased after the cougar, as silent as a shadow.
When they were far away from the pack, the cougar changed shape into a blue heron. Greely was about to pounce on it when it began to speak in a voice so magical, it was like sorcery, “Brave lone wolf, listen. Your abilities were not of taken seriously here. Listen to me. In a land faraway you have come from, and you shall enter a new world that is yours to save- where people shall fear and love you. Ah, but their love is not by fear, it shall be by your deed alone. You may chose two paths, to be the lone wolf to be known by the wolves or the hard, worthy path to be with others.”
Greely was about to ask, but the bird vanished as if it was out of vapour. Deciding to chose a new course, he set off to walk a path. Every now and then, his keen eyes would spot a shimmering blue bird flying above him, guiding his path. Then, he knew that the bird wasn’t any other bird. It was a bird of magic and of guidance. A bird that only one can exist. Like a mother of all.
Finally, he settled down beside a stream and began to lap some water from below. As he did, a voice said, “Pardon me, sire, I have to get through.”
Greely pretended not to hear and lapped more water to drink. Again, the voice said, “Pardon me, sire. I really have to get through. Please move aside.”
Greely looked up and saw a tiger. “I am trying to have a drink here,” he snapped.
The tiger apologised and said the wolf had already drank. Greely told the tiger, “If you want to pass, then wait.” He bent down to satisfy his unsatisfied thirst.
The tiger waited, but Greely was not easily quenched. The sun beat down on him during his journey. When he finally was done, the tiger looked at him. “Finally,” was the tiger’s sigh and passed through.
“Excuse me?” Greely growled.
Then, an argument started. It was a wonder how Greely did not realise there were many animals bickering around. Maybe he was to weary. Once he argued, his ears were sharp again, able to listen to each argument. Instantly, Greely loathed the tiger. They bickered about many things- who was the better one, who was braver, who was more worthy. It ended up being like a harsh debate, but a panda appeared, and said, “Hi! I’m Liza. Who are you all?”
The tiger replied, “I’m Sir Gilbert. I came from a far-away land.”
Beside Greely, there was a koala. He didn’t notice the koala there before. “I’m Cosmo. Please agree with me plants are better than machines!” the koala pleaded.
A monkey shook his head, standing beside the koala. “I’m Graham. Please agree with me that machines are the best,” he chuckled.
Greely did not reply Liza’s question. He did not trust the panda. “Wolf, who are-“
Greely heard something. His ears suddenly perked upwards. “Do you hear that?” he growled. “I hear scuffling and dust being patted. I hear sparks of electricity. I hear sounds familiar. I hear sounds like a tiger’s sneaky walk. I hear… weird sounds. I think I know what this means. It’s a battle.”
The tiger glared at him, as if his words offended him. Liza gasped, “Oh no! To destroy the serenity of this land?”
“We must fight back,” Sir Gilbert proclaimed, still glaring at Greely. “We must protect this land.”
Liza shook her head. “That will mean war,” she said.
“True, but what other methods do we have?” asked Cosmo.
Greely thought for a while, then said, “We can fight. We can fight not here. We can fight there. By where the danger lurks.
Sir Gilbert laughed. “To trust you? Unlikely!” he cried.
Liza nodded. “The wolf’s right. We’ll bring war to those who wants war.”