Hi there
When I was nine, I was given some sort of psychological test by my school. One of the questions was "What's the difference between a horse and a sparrow?"
A favourite book at the time was "Alice in Wonderland", and a favourite riddle from that story was "What's the difference between a raven and a writing desk?" Oh, I was so totally in to riddles.
And when the educator asked me the horse/sparrow question, my nine year old mind raced away, visualising all kinds of sneaky answers to this riddle. I never so much as thought for one minute of a regular answer like ... "the size", which was just a plain old statement of fact, and not a riddle at all.
How my future school life suffered because I couldn't come up with such a mundane answer, I'll never know.
But all this talk now brings me to elephants and sparrows. Growing up, I was always told that elephants had a secret graveyard where they went to die. Who knows if this has been proved rubbish? But I've often wondered the same thing about sparrows. I must see hundreds of sparrows a week, but unless, perish the thought, a cat has killed one, I never see a dead sparrow. Do they have a hidden graveyard they go to, like elephants?
It's a mystery....
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Oh yes, and "What's the difference between a raven and a writing desk?" I haven't the slightest idea.
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