The
Confused Animals
All kinds of animals lived in the Great Forest. Some of the
animals meet to form a club called The Real Animals. They
wrote a constitution, elected officers and even had a
national anthem. Everyone memorized the words: “Four legs
good, two legs bad!” They were all proud of themselves. It
felt so wonderful to know that you belonged to the right
group, which meant that at last you were a real animal, not
like the rest.
One day when they were all singing their national anthem
really loudly, Owl lifted one claw and said, “Ahem, what
about me. I, and the rest of the birds, have two wings and
two legs. Does mean that we are not animals?”
There was a flurry of meetings and scientific papers and
philosophy discussions late into the night. Finally an
official report came out. Two wings equals two legs,
therefore owls had four legs.
After another two weeks Owl again spoke, “Ahem, my fish
friends have no legs. Are they not animals, to?” Again
there was a flurry of activity by very important people and
finally another official report came out. No legs equals
four legs, therefore fish had four legs and were animals.
After another two weeks, Owl spoke again. This time there
was some mention that there needed to be a law against
asking bothersome questions, but they decided to let Owl
speak one more time. “Ahem,” began Owl, “My snake friends
have no legs but crawl on land. Are they not to join us
animals, too?”
This time there were conferences and workshops late into
the night. The final official report was, four fangs equals
four legs, therefore snakes had four legs and were animals.
They all sang “Four legs good, two legs bad” with even more
gusto. It was also now official that Owl was no longer
allowed to speak in public. He could not write, nor was he
allowed to make anyone think any bothersome thoughts.
The founders of the club, however, asserted boldly that
they were the Real Real Animals. That’s when the fight
broke out. Everyone began to shout and scream that they
themselves alone were the Real Real Animal. Their new
anthem was, Me good, you bad!” This they repeated over and
over again until they were convinced it was indeed true.
At the sound of “Me good, you bad “ claws were bared, fangs
did their work, fur flew in all directions, along with
scales and skin.
Owl could not bring himself to watch anymore. He spread his
great silent wings and flew over the battlefield with a sad
turn to his beak. As he passed by he said in a voice all
could hear, “Whoooo is the happiest animal of all? In this
forest the happiest animal is the VULTURE!” Owl kept flying
and never looked back.