Massive, lumbering, grand and so peaceful, strength of a hundred men, in my mighty pull. Two tusks of ivory, a trunk long and lean, spray water on my back to help keep me clean. Roaming the jungles with my family and friends, searching for water in which we can cleanse. I’m known for my memory, I never forget, where I have been and what is a threat. Big floppy ears, with eyes like a man, over the landscape, with them I scan.

In heards we all travel, to each other we chant, a friendly grey giant – I am ELEPHANT