A lizard can be caught with the hand, yet it is found in kings’ palaces.
Well, I have never caught a lizard by hand (unless you count my brothers’ salamanders and chameleons while growing up), and I don’t live in a king’s palace, but this verse has brought new meaning since living in Uganda.
Lizards live on the walls, often hiding in curtains during the day, and showing themselves in the evenings.
I have never really minded them, because I know that we share an enemy: Mosquitos.
So, by an adaptation of the Transitive Property (showing off some nerdiness), we are friends.
[mosquitos = my enemies, mosquitos = lizards’ enemies/food, me & lizards = friends]*
When I first moved into my apartment, I didn’t have any lizards living with me. But word got out to the reptile community that I am here, and I have seen some tiny little geckos around.
Again, I don’t mind if I see them on the walls…
But somehow when I see them on the floor it kinda bothers me.
I tried to capture a picture if this little guy, but it isn’t very good because whenever I got close he would run away, and he prefers the dark corners where he won’t be found. I guess it’s better that way. Stick to the walls little guy, and we can remain friends.
*For my mathematical friends, I said it was an adaptation. I realize this isn’t an exact application of the Transitive Property.