A funny story from the zoo today!
It was raining... I had been at the Wombat exhibit but the rain made me concerned about the poster I was holding. I decided to call my it.
As I was heading to the education building to replace the poster, a little girl who was around 7 years old, walked out into the rain from an overhang and said, "Excuse me!"
Her little sister who had to be around 5 years old followed her. She dramatically pointed at the large brown bird and the baby chick walking away from us and demanded, "What is that bird!?"
I am a teacher and I NEVER give an answer right away. I reply, "What do you think it is?"
She replied, "A quail!"
I said, "OOOHHHH, So Close!" For good measure, I snapped my fingers. "That is a peacock."
She said, "A peacock?!" She obviously didn't believe me.
"Yes," I replied. "I'll tell you a secret." She and her sister leaned in towards me. "That," I pointed at the very plain brown bird, "is a female, and that," I pointed to the peacock on the top-edge of the building we were next to, "is a male. The females are all brown, but the males are the ones with the pretty feathers."
She thought a moment, scrunched up her face and said, "That's not right!"
I said, "I know. But, the boys have to look really pretty so they can get a girl, because the girls are really picky," I paused and then added, "Wouldn't it be nice if it were that way in the human world?"
"My mom always gets really pretty for her dates," She said (No, I did not laugh - but wanted too).
"Yep, we all do." I said agreeing with her.
She thought a moment and said emphatically, "I'm going to tell my mom!"
"Great!" I replied as she ran back to the overhang.
~I wonder how the retelling went.... (please note - I do not remember the story verbatim, this is just a general concensous of how it went down).
It was raining... I had been at the Wombat exhibit but the rain made me concerned about the poster I was holding. I decided to call my it.
As I was heading to the education building to replace the poster, a little girl who was around 7 years old, walked out into the rain from an overhang and said, "Excuse me!"
Her little sister who had to be around 5 years old followed her. She dramatically pointed at the large brown bird and the baby chick walking away from us and demanded, "What is that bird!?"
I am a teacher and I NEVER give an answer right away. I reply, "What do you think it is?"
She replied, "A quail!"
I said, "OOOHHHH, So Close!" For good measure, I snapped my fingers. "That is a peacock."
She said, "A peacock?!" She obviously didn't believe me.
"Yes," I replied. "I'll tell you a secret." She and her sister leaned in towards me. "That," I pointed at the very plain brown bird, "is a female, and that," I pointed to the peacock on the top-edge of the building we were next to, "is a male. The females are all brown, but the males are the ones with the pretty feathers."
She thought a moment, scrunched up her face and said, "That's not right!"
I said, "I know. But, the boys have to look really pretty so they can get a girl, because the girls are really picky," I paused and then added, "Wouldn't it be nice if it were that way in the human world?"
"My mom always gets really pretty for her dates," She said (No, I did not laugh - but wanted too).
"Yep, we all do." I said agreeing with her.
She thought a moment and said emphatically, "I'm going to tell my mom!"
"Great!" I replied as she ran back to the overhang.
~I wonder how the retelling went.... (please note - I do not remember the story verbatim, this is just a general concensous of how it went down).