“I know,” Leo said. “That’s why I need the DVD.”
Leo smiled. “Like Diego.”
He carefully carried the DVD to the old player in the archive’s viewing corner. The disc whirred, and suddenly the familiar theme song played through the crackly speakers: “Go, Diego, Go!” go diego go the great jaguar rescue dvd archive
“Some do,” Mama said. “That’s why archives matter. You just rescued a piece of your childhood.” “I know,” Leo said
Leo knelt down. Inside were dusty discs, some with stickers of rainforest animals. He flipped past Diego Saves the Sloth and The Iguana Rescue . Then, near the bottom — a shiny disc in a slightly cracked case. The cover showed Diego in his yellow shirt, Baby Jaguar by his side, and a big jaguar cub looking lost. Go!” “Some do