One of my young music students was telling me about the wonders of the L.A. Zoo which he visited over the weekend. A highlight of his trip was the aviary where he took note of a certain bird call and imitated it closely enough that the bird replied to him several times.
"I speak bird," he took an honest pride in his accomplishment. The honesty, however, held a little more weight than the pride: "But I don't know what they're saying."
Monday, February 16, 2009
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