On Thursday we arrive at Cornell’s (a disease expert), which was located in Kruger national park. Before getting there, Louis had mentioned that Cornell might me inappropriate and to let him know if he makes us feel uncomfortable. But even with that warning, I don’t think any of us were prepared for the level of inappropriate-ness he would be. It’s a little hard to describe him because I’ve never met anyone like him in my life. And I don’t think I ever will again. He was like a character straight out of a movie. You know how sometimes people think a few negative things about each other here and there? Well, Cornell is the type of person that doesn’t restrict ANY of his thoughts to his brain. Whatever he thinks, whether it’s negative/inappropriate/racist, he will say. He basically has no filter. I appreciate it to some degree because he’s being brutally honest, but there are just somethings that all humans should understand that should be said or kept to oneself. He would kinda throw your insecurities in your face in front of everyone, and make you feel awkward to the point where you have no idea how to even respond. For the most part, him making fun of me and my quietness didn’t bother me because I’m in a relatively healthy mind state and so were most of the other students. But that fact is, we don’t know what mind state everyone is in, whether someone is dealing with depression, anxiety, has self images issues, dealing with suicidal thoughts, and with his comments being so brutal, they could really hurt someone in the wrong mindstate. He eventually made one of the students cry, and Louis and I went to console her. He was funny a lot of the time, and I feel like deep down he’s actually a nice and caring person, but that side hardly comes out unless he’s alone with you. Nevertheless he’s a very brilliant and knowledgeable person in his field and we learned a lot from him. We focused on brucellosis, anthrax, foot and mouth, and TB throughout his lectures. We got to do a necropsy on an impala at moholoholo rehabilitation center because they thought the impala may have had TB so we got to practice making blood smears. We also did another necropsy on an impala that was thought to possibly have TB, but he turned out not to. I remember Cornell licking some of the animals blood like a psycho, but I guess that meant he was sure it wasn’t severely diseased. We did find out the impala was infested with worms, and we got to take them out of her lungs and intestines and view them under a microscope and see it through our camera phone.