Is it a leaf?
Or is it....
Me!
Fred, the chameleon!
You may have heard of chameleons.
We are rather skilled in the art of hiding.
Because we can blend in!
I will show you what I mean....
See if you can spot me in my clever disguise-
Oh, my [laughs] that was fast!
Ahem.
Beginner's luck, perhaps? [laughs]
When I find a hiding spot, I become my hiding spot!
And I am very good at finding hiding spots.
Watch me look for one!
[making 'Whoosh' noises]
Ha, ha!
I have found my next hiding place.
Think this is simply an umbrella?
No! I am holding it. And hiding!
You don't seem impressed. Check this out!
I straighten my body like the fishing pole, until you see only the fishing pole. Yes?
You can see me as well? That is very surprising, um....
Okay....
Think this is just the blue sky with a beautiful cloud?
Look again! The cloud is me!
Okay, seriously! How in the world are you spotting me so easily each time?
What about....
Here?
[clears throat] Yes. Hello.
Okay!
Can you see-
[sighs] Yes, I am in the backpack.
But how about....
Just a hat? Or could it be something more-
[sighs] Yes, I am under the hat....
What is going on here?
How are you spotting me so fast?
I must go and do some research.
Okay! I have done some research.
And I have learned that we chameleons cannot change our colors whenever we wish to hide.
But only when we feel strong feelings.
My life is... a lie?
This is a tough day to be Fred.
I wish to crawl into a tiny woven basket and never leave it.
Oh, I am feeling so, so sad!
Fred is sad!
Such feelings that I am having as a chameleon!
Feelings that bring to mind deep reds and dark blues.
Feelings that are both life... and color-altering? Perhaps?
Did it work? Did I change color?
Ah! It would appear I cannot fool myself into changing colors.
That is a shame.
But I will not give up so easily!
If I am always green,
then I will find green places to hide!
The grass! Ha, ha!
See how I blend!
Ho, ho! These clovers!
Yes!
I have become a master hider yet again.
This is now the best day for Fred!
Thank you for joining me on this journey.
Perhaps, someday, you, too, may become so skilled in the art of hiding.
Until then, keep your eyes peeking around.
You never know where I might be hiding.
Though it will definitely be someplace green, as we have seen.
Or not seen! [laughs]
Or, eh....
Whatever.
Farewell!