There once was a little girl named Kana who had a pet alligator. She knew it was an alligator because of the shape of it's snout. She was knowledgeable about things like that despite being such a little girl. She was a little girl with a thirst for knowledge who questioned everything. Which is why she named her gator Aristotle. Aristotle is considered the father of biology you see. The name was a little too high-minded for other children her age though. Of course being a small girl with a pet gator set her apart from her peers already.
Kana didn't care that the other children were leery of her. She had her books. "There isn't a better friend in the world than you can find in a book unless it's Aristotle," she was known to say. The two of them had grown up together as her parents had given him to her for his first birthday.
She loved nothing more than to get dressed up, have her hair curled just right, saddling up her gator, and take off for the public library on Aristotle. No one ever worried about Kana going off alone because honestly who is going to bother a little girl with an overprotective gator as a pet.
The town's people were none to happy about having an alligator tied up outside the public library but there wasn't a city ordinance against it. Kana didn't care what anyone thought.
Her favorite area in the library was the non-fiction section. She would pick up books on philosophy, sociology, astronomy...basically anything that looked interesting. She was home schooled so she wasn't being restricted in her thinking like those poor kids that went to public school.
She and Aristotle spent many days curled up under a tree reading the works of Plato. Aristotle loved hearing about Plato. They had the perfect childhood together there in the southern swamps.
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