Thursday, March 29, 2007

Good Hello.

This entry was actually written yesterday; but because of a technical error on my part, it was deleted. This time I will be more cautious and observant of my procedures.

About fifteen years ago, I was visiting Ira and his wife (at that time). He had just finished connecting the TV to the home stereo system; and while he channel surfed, he stopped on a nature program of the Antarctic. The segment was about a group of penguins preparing to dive into the water. The narrator spoke about of why the animals appeared so anxious by looking over the edge but not actually jumping in. None of them wanted to be the first into the water because a single penguin is an easier target to prey on any waiting predator. After several seconds of wing flapping, waddling in minor stressed agitation, a single animal finally jumped into the water. A couple seconds after the first had disappeared below the surface, the others dived in mass reducing chances as potential prey. The narrator spoke again to remind the viewer that the first in was very risky as well as being the last to dive in. This was demonstrated by a single penguin waddling quickly into camera view. It was alone on the edge flapping it wings and waddling hurridly. It had missed the group plunge by a few seconds and realized it had to dive in alone. Finally, it dived in to go feed. There was something hilariously funny about the last penguin essentially "late for the bus" that caused Ira and I to have a gutbusting laugh. From that moment on; whenever there was a group of friends together on an outing, we would eventually come to a crosswalk. We would observe the traffic to determine when it was safe to cross. In a moment of flashback, I would remember the penguin scene. Instead of waiting for the pedestrian light to change to green, I would determine if it was safe enough then shout out "PENGUIN MODE!" the dash across. Ira;being the other person who immediately understood my shout, chortled loudly and followed second then the remainder of the group. After reaching the other side of the street, he and I explained our madness to the mixed levels of accepted reactions. As I am understanding it, the phrase is still in use by the original group of friends whenever the situation calls for it.



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