Thursday, June 17, 2010

Perspectives: Part X


The kindergarten classes went to the Bronx zoo for a field trip.  One of my kids returned with a plastic toy that he found on the ground, a tiny battered chipmunk.  He proudly held it out for me to inspect.

“Wow,” I said.  “This animal is called a chipmunk.”

“I know,” he said excitedly.

“What are you going to do with it?” I asked.

“Take it home!” he said.

“Where will he live?” I asked.

“With me!” he exclaimed.

“Who is going to take care of him?” I asked.

“I am!” he said.

“What is he going to eat?” I asked.

“JUNK FOOD!” he cried.

Ah, spoken like a true five-year-old.

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