GOOD and EVIL in CORPORATE LIFE ... - JO LEE Magazine

His urgency was all the motivation we needed. We scattered,
each one of us desperate to reach the thicker trees
about 50 yards away. Trying to think of everything I had
been told about finding protective cover from a charging
animal, I ducked behind a 10 ft. high termite mound. As
I knelt down, panting, I peeked around it and could see
and hear an elephant crashing directly at us, now much
less than 100 yards away.
Sacha was still between us and the elephant, and yelled
"Keep running! Get behind something!" I abandoned
the termite mound, heart pounding, and scrambled helter-skelter
towards a big tree about 20 yards further away,
still well short of the thorn bushes that would have been
the best protection.
I reached the tree and pressed myself against the backside,
wishfully thinking that the elephant wouldn't know I
was there. I looked around the tree at the charging behemoth,
now only 30 yards away. Her ears were spread
wide, her trunk raised high. No sound has ever seemed
as terrifying as her angry trumpeting. It was clear that this
was no 'mock charge' that elephants sometimes make.
At that moment Sacha, standing in the open to my right,
raised his rifle and fired. The elephant stopped in a
cloud of dust. Less than 15 yards away, her head and huge
tusks looked enormous. Without hesitating, Sacha took
two to three paces toward her, waving his arms above his
head and yelling at her to back off. And through the
courage of that act, he grabbed the aggressor's initiative
away from her. After a moment's hesitation, she snorted,
kicked a cloud of dust, and with a dramatic swing of her
gigantic head, she lumbered off to rejoin her herd.
Z ambezi
In the beautiful riverine
are all kinds of game.
We had been walking on
the island for about 2 ½
hours.
In less than a heartbeat,
calm becomes chaos!
A herd of elephants was
running right to left on
a diagonal angle
towards us.
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