A Bronx Tale
Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.
On Saturday, September 20th, BAEwc, Jonathan, and I went to the Bronx Zoo. Initially we were planning to go to the Safari over by six flags, but it's a package deal to go to six flags also. I didn't really want to go on rides, and he was afraid I might make him go on the King da Ka. So, it worked out. I wear the pants, obviously.
We spent the day at The Bronx Zoo. He had never been there before and it was my first time going back in so long.
As a little girl, my dream/career choice was very bizarre and peculiar. I wanted to be a Veterinarian. I also wanted to become a Pediatrician. So, roughly around 10 years old I made the decision that I would have a combined office. What child doesn't like animals? At least no bears would be there, but enough to give them comfort and assurance, to get a needle :). I mean, I do believe it's still possible. Who knows, maybe my child would somehow, someway, have that same dream (because I will whisper it to her while in my tummy muhaha) Anyhow, I don't think it's very sanitary, but God is good so something can work out.
This trip to the zoo was refreshing. I felt lost in the space of their world. I allowed myself to lose my knowledge of my own privileges as a human, and lose myself in their kingdom. A lot of these animals were so entertaining and then others were so, blah. I was especially fond of the Bears. I had never before seen a bear up close and as personal as we were. It was fascinating! One beer was so caught up with this stick or branch thing. It's amusing to me what keeps them entertained. He, or she, also had a ball that happened to pop out of nowhere. Later on I learned that the bear had been laying on top of it.
Then there was the other bear. The lazy bear. He was something else. The sun was beaming. Beautiful day. Something told him, I need a tan. I mean seriously, he was laid out on his back and just soaking up the day and the attention. There were a few scratches here and there. I say that bear was a male because of the way he was laid out, scratching his lower half of his body. The only thing missing was beer and a football game.
I also enjoyed the gorillas. I always think back to the movie Congo with Amy the Gorilla. They are exciting to watch. Up until the moment the gorilla decided to stand in front of the glass, urinate and defecate right in front of us. Not only did he do that, but he started to take his big ol' hands and pick at it. The most entertaining part, we all watched. Humans.
So, here was my little trip.
First, there is something about flowers and nature that soothes me.
I secretly loved this flower.
I think of Flaws and All.
With one the petal already plucked off, it is still beautiful.
We all have flaws. We can relate to those of flowers. We still remain.
We are able to show our scars and still heal, maybe not like before,
but enough to still portray who we are.
Here's lazy boy and fun lady in the background
I still can't get over it.
I read that grizzle bears are peaceful animals, usually. They remind me of myself, or my old self
They try to avoid danger and getting into fights, but they get angry easily and quickly.
I think I was a grizzly bear in my past life and in my old life.
They will attack when they feel threatened, or their family, food or home
is being threatened; which sort of gives them all right
to go into defense mode. Right?
I think I just adore them so they get a pass.
Love his expressions haha
I think this is one of my favorite photos, of me, for that day :)
Thanks to boothang
This scenery on the trail was awesome.
"I Belong to God"
Someone be cheating on me? Skull of a gorilla with Bae
Overall, it was a great trip. Dates don't always have to be wine and dine, fancy. Taking a look a God's work is always better.
One thing I couldn't help thinking as I walked through the zoo was,
how do they see us?
There was a small exhibit that answered my question, but only from the perspective of snakes. But as far as the other animals, all animals, I wonder what they see when they see us. Do they initially see us as a threat? Are our colors, clothing and skin, the same as we see it?
It would be amazing to see from their perspective.
Date: September 25, 2014