Attack of the Killer Baby Ducks! It rained today. Ha. Big surprise. But, it didn't keep the kids from going out and breaking in the pool with their first swim of the season. The pool isn't heated; before they put in the chemicals, in fact, it's more like a pond. The ducks seem to think so, too. There they were. A cute little family of ducks in a row. Minding their own cute little business. Going on their cute little circles in the middle of the pool. Till the 9th graders broke the surface of the still waters. At first nobody bothered them (a difference, I noted to Tammy, from this situation set in an American context). They just swam a few laps and left them alone. Until the basketball team came up to watch. There's something about the presence of extra testosterone that sparks boys to do things... Ok, so they were still kind to the poor things...as they chased them around the pool...cheered on by two female teachers looking on. Those ducks swam like jet skis across the surface until they reached the edge. Mother popped out for fear of her life and babies tried to follow behind. But in vain. We realized while watching them struggle (and the boys cheering "gambare! gambare!") that they had probably followed their mom down the 1-foot jump into the pool, but were entirely unable to jump back out. The poor things were terrorized. They squealed and chirped, but to no avail. The mother was too scared to do anything. Then all of a sudden, as if they had counted to three in duck language, they all charged at Yuki. All together. A team of charging baby ducks. He swam for his life...through wave and rain to escape the killer ducks. Ok, so not really. But watching him splash away from the charge was pretty humorous. Eventually the battle for the occupation of the pool was given up by the humans. They got out, grateful to get out of the frigid waters.And the ducks won the day. They now have full possession of the pool. For how long? Nobody knows.