I'm a firm believer in day dreaming. I've always thought that if a child is found to be daydreaming when they shouldn't, they should be guided gently back to the task at hand. There is much harm that can be done to the critical thinking process when the imagination is curbed.
I went on an African safari last night. We spent days driving around the Savannah. We saw a pack of lazy lions. The king sunning himself on pride rock, overlooking his domain. We drove through acres of zebras, black and white strips mingling until we didn't know where in the herd we were. There was a group of hippopotami in one of the rivers we crossed. Three took notice of us. One snorted, spraying two water jets out of it's nose, while the other two gleeked. All the while countless birds surrounded the local water hole.
In the evenings, we sat around the campfire while the guides sang songs filled with tribal history and lore. It was quite peaceful, the soft glow from lanterns and stars adding to the relaxing atmosphere.
But all things must come to an end. Nick came home; I had to shut off the CD player, and get out of the tub. Next time, I think I'll travel the plains with the Paiute Indians.
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That is a thought, a darn good one! May I steal it.... got any suggestions for what to do with three dodo birds while i go to affricia?
I believe I mentioned countless birds surrounding the watering hole.
In my case, they were rubber duckies. In your case they will probably be dodo birds, unless ...
I've heard that dodo birds like ice-cream. You may be able to sucker the large male of the species to take the smaller ones out. Be sure to lock the door.
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