You went to a farm from school today on bus route no.11.
You saw a mama duck and a baby duck. the duck wore boots or goggles....like goggles you thought. You meant webbed feet.
You saw a goat tied up to a tree. It had a moustache.
You had a juice which melted on its way home. and yes you saw a green and white turtle like a fish.
The animals are sad, I said. As they are tied up. No, you said, the animals are happy. if you don't tie them up, the animals will run away.
I said you are cute. You said, was amma a cute baby?
You will grow up and leave the nest, won't you? Your eyes, those baby eyes of freedom and ignorance and innocence, they will narrow and thin and search for meaning. I will miss you.
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