Now we see through a glass darkly

Now we see through a glass darkly
Helen Keller and her mother exemplified in the Miracle Worker

Sunday, November 15, 2009

The Duck Family had a party last night.


They have a party every Friday and Saturday because they live at the center of town. There are always tourists and partygoers to share party food with. Mother duck sends her babies to bed before she and Mr. Duck head out on the town. They were all cackling loudly, when I passed them.
First, my vanity made me think that they were laughing at me, because I was limping from my bum knee. I know that they hadn't seen me limping like that and I must look alot older to them. They weren't laughing and they told me so. They were just happy to see me. It had been so long and the Goose family had them convinced of the worst having happened to me. They greeted me profusely and I them. It is nice to have friends of different species.
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