On Wednesday we had a biology excursion to the beach. We were going to look at rock pools, assess human impact blah blah. As we get off the bus I say to the little cherubs "Now there really is a croc in the creek here, so please don't wander off the path and once we get to the rock pools, stay in sight!" The reponse is "Yeah, yeah. Miss being dramatic again!"
Then yesterday this happens
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Yep, a 3.5m croc takes a 40kg dog right from under the noses of his adult owners, at the same beach where we'd been the day before! Horrors! As for completing the Risk Assessment of that, well my policy has always been "throw a naughty kid in, and if the croc is hungry, then he's been fed now, and he'll leave us alone. If he's not hungry, then it's all good anyway."
The only thing scarier that this incident was one of our teacher's neighbour's kids, who called their son over with this line: "Come see, we've found baby crocs in the creek." NO! Run!
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Hey ho, life in the tropics.