The Roar, Whine and Chatter

There once lived a zoo keeper who was put in charge of 3 very different animals – a lion, a wolf and a chimpanzee. The zoo keeper took her job very seriously and did her best to provide her charges with daily necessities.

The zoo keeper loved her charges deeply, but sometimes her charges drove her crazy. While her 3 charges were lovely and loved her in return, they could turn against one another and her at times. And when this happened, there was chaos.

The wolf and chimpazee were young, full of energy and zest for life. Sometimes they were the best of companions and play buddies, but most of the time they competed for the zoo keeper’s attention.

The chimpanzee was the cheekiest monkey ever. She loved nothing better than to disturb the wolf to no end. Because she had better dexterity, she often outdid the wolf, and herself. She loved to peel her food to tiny pieces before stuffing them into her mouth, just because she could. And she had a loud, boisterous voice. You could often hear her high-pitched chatter all day long, except when she was asleep. Non-stop chatting, to others or just to herself. The chimpanzee was also disinclined to obey instructions, preferring to do whatever she felt like doing. She often tested the boundaries of the wolf, and sometimes of the lion as well.

The wolf kept watch over everyone, especially the chimpanzee. He was obedient and looked out for everyone. But he was also moody, and whined often, especially if the chimpanzee didn’t obey him. When he whined, it was a high-pitched, consistent-till-someone-responded type of whine. Highly efficient, but highly irritating as well because he was so good at it.

Then came the lion. The alpha male in the enclosure, the lion was made equally of love for the rest and need for obedience from the rest as well. The wolf and chimpanzee adored the lion, and looked up to him for guidance and leadership. But the lion was also slightly aloof and treasured his own space and peace. Being young and playful, the wolf and chimpanzee would sometimes forget the pecking order and try to climb over the lion’s head. When that happened, mayhem ensued. The lion had a deep roar that would freeze all into inaction.

In this particular enclosure, the chimpanzee was always chattering and bouncing around, unable to stay still. The wolf would try to get the chimpanzee to play with him in his own way, which of course the chimpanzee seldom did. The wolf would then run to the zoo keeper and whine. The chimpanzee, not to be outdone, would follow closely behind and start her incoherent chatter. Whining above the chatter, chattering above the whines. And before the zoo keeper could make sense of the whines and chatter, the lion would have lost his patience and started to roar. Waves of roars, whines and chatter would fill up the enclosure immediately.

The poor zoo keeper, trapped in the enclosure and unable to shut out the roars, whines and chatter, would then get overwhelmed and be at a loss of what to do. She often had no choice but to wait until the roars, whines and chatter die down before she could begin to go up to each of her charges and soothe their ruffled fur and calm them down. She often went to the wolf first, because he was understanding and easiest to handle. Then she would spend a considerable amount of time calming the chimpanzee down because she didn’t understand why everyone didn’t like her chatter and actions. Lastly, she would go up to her beloved lion and sit beside him, without the need to do anything else because she understood him.

At the end of the day when her charges had all gone to bed, the zoo keeper could finally breathe properly again, and prep herself for the next morning where the mayhem might begin again…

 

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