"Write something for me. Just for me. A sentence, a paragraph. Nanofiction. Short story. A scene, dialogue, a picture described, a moment, anything. Long or short. But it's got to be just for me.
Then feel free to put this up in your own journal, and I'll reciprocate."
Then feel free to put this up in your own journal, and I'll reciprocate."
True story...
Date: 2004-09-16 08:20 pm (UTC)At the time in question, I was standing with my sister watching the lions. They had several females and a large, powerful male. With us was a large group of young children, I think kindergarteners, with several of the parents along.
To my great amusement, as we watched, the male lion suddenly sauntered over to one of the females and proceeded to mount her, in full view of everyone. Obviously, he was quite a man, and did not care about us puny human spectators. The schoolteacher, and the parents, however, were a different story. Several of them rushed to move the children along, or cover their eyes.
One young, innocent looking girl, couldn't have been older than five, turned to her mother and said "Mommy, what's he doing to her? What are they doing?"
Before she could answer, a young boy, about her age, turned to her and proudly, at full volume, proclaimed the following: "They're fucking!"
I think I am guilty of understatement when I describe this as the most beautiful moment in the history of the universe.