38 I went to Zappy. I talked and he listened. I was angry about people wanting to destroy the rainforest. Zappy touched my shoulders with his strong branches. When I calmed down at last, I sank to my spot at his trunk, the same place I’d been sitting since I was a little boy. “I have to go study at the University in Mexico City so that I can make a difference here, but I will be back, Zappy.” I looked up for Zappy’s familiar nod. I nodded, too. “But I will be back, Zappy. Don’t ever think that I will go and not return. I hugged him with all the strength in my arms.