I was pulled out of my bed three times in the same night. At least felt like been pulled by the leg.

It’s was back in college days, I was alone in the house (I lived with other 4 guys). First two times I was pissed, third I got me the chills.

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Walked pass a Jaguar while it’s eating.

We were at this National Park deep into the Atlantic Forest taking soil samples and suddenly something screamed life a mf. And it ended just like it started. We thought it was a monkey or something, couple of those just passed above us but it sounded more ground level. Moving back, in the same trail we were hours early, some big cat trails. The guide went to a silent “WELL, SHIT” stance while giving us the proper warnings and such. As professionals we kinda knew how to deal and behave in the jungle but most of us were botanists, soil experts, ecologists and entomologists. Big cat behaviour wasn’t our thing.

Ten minutes walking the guide said to us to “just keep walking”. He started to stop while making moves to keep us moving. Suddenly something really heavy moved really fast around 10m far, moving alway from us. “Congratulations, you guys just met Dudu”. Dudu was a 80kg male dragging some sort or peccary around.

Fun.

Edit: the real fun was to walk the trail back to our hut and avoid the peccary group that was somewhere. People who knows hogs and such knows what I’m talking about.

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After my second degree I started to teach History at Middle and High School levels. During COVID there’s this kid who always showed a Machete during my live stream classes, but just for a frame or two. Apparently he did it just for fun. School staff wasn’t amused.