Peacock in the Garden
January 8th 2008 21:00
How does a misanthrope spend their Xmas break? At the zoo of course! And because Xmas day was cold and overcast, it was a perfect day for me to go. It looked liked it was going to rain any minute so there weren’t as many people so I got to see all the animals without having to be stuck in a crowd. Naturally, there were fewer children.
Towards closing time, my sister and I wandered to where the garden was and we saw a peacock sitting on the grass, amongst the flowers. It sat there for 10 minutes or so, every now and then calling out. It then fluffed up its feathers, got up and that was when the few people who were there got excited. I’m sure we were hoping the same thing: that he would display all his feathers for the world to see. And what a pretty sight, right amongst all those flowers! But it didn’t go according to plan: the peacock simply got up and wandered around the garden. I kept waiting and waiting for the fine display which never came. After several minutes of strolling, the peacock jumped up onto the hedges before jumping down onto the surrounding concrete ground and walking off.
My sister and I wondered if he was wandering why people keep looking at him wherever he went and why they kept putting these funny rectangular boxes in front of their faces which made beeps and flashed at him. But it was purely conjecture; we could only guess at what a peacock would be thinking at a time like this.
Towards closing time, my sister and I wandered to where the garden was and we saw a peacock sitting on the grass, amongst the flowers. It sat there for 10 minutes or so, every now and then calling out. It then fluffed up its feathers, got up and that was when the few people who were there got excited. I’m sure we were hoping the same thing: that he would display all his feathers for the world to see. And what a pretty sight, right amongst all those flowers! But it didn’t go according to plan: the peacock simply got up and wandered around the garden. I kept waiting and waiting for the fine display which never came. After several minutes of strolling, the peacock jumped up onto the hedges before jumping down onto the surrounding concrete ground and walking off.
My sister and I wondered if he was wandering why people keep looking at him wherever he went and why they kept putting these funny rectangular boxes in front of their faces which made beeps and flashed at him. But it was purely conjecture; we could only guess at what a peacock would be thinking at a time like this.
Peacock in the Garden
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