Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We went to the zoo yesterday with our two little grandsons and their parents and our younger son and his wife.  The day was sunny and the animals seemed primed to be active and entertain.  The lions roared, the elephants played, the bears wrestled in their pool, and only the hynenas slept through the crowds.  My husband said today it was so wonderful to be among such a diverse group of people, of all colors and languages.  I love that all these families were out with their children, educating them about the various species on our planet.  There was a chimpanzee who sat on a rock near the cage edging, and contemplated all of us.  His look was intelligent and curious.  A mountain lion was similarly positioned right next to the public, but his look was curious about something beyond us, something that resembled prey, I bet.  We, of course,  had to ride the train, waiting almost an hour to get on, and the little fellows soaked up the engine whistle and the tunnel and the waving to people as we chugged by.  They were so exhausted that we had to call it a day and leave, and I'm sure both boys, in their cars, dreamed of bison and condors and giraffes.