He is a senior at UCLA, where he is the Senior Viewpoint Columnist for The Daily bruin.
Nobody ever comes near our end of the wood, because they are afraid of bruin.
It is not, however, when it has reached the condition of ivory that bruin cares for it.
And then bruin was so angry with Reynard that he put an end at once to his partnership with him.
Straight and true went the bullet this time into bruin's heart.
But when harvest came Reynard got the roots, while bruin got the turnip-tops.
Then he went back to bruin, who asked him what name had been given to the child.
And the peasant said: “The tops are yours, aren't they, bruin?”
So bruin put his tail down and waited and waited but no fish came.
He sought a pathless thicket, / but yet it could not be, As bruin fondly hoped it, / that from the hunter he was free.