An Emo-phant Never Forgets

(I am making up a silly story for my 5-year-old daughter about her imaginary pet baby elephants, and how they’d had a party the night before. We are having great fun, until she changes the tone.)

Daughter: “But something really sad happened. A grown-up elephant sat on one of the baby elephants and it died. The doctors tried to save it, but it was too late.”

(While I’m still in shock at this, she wanders over to the window. Outside, by the chopping block, there is a weird-shaped hunk of wood surrounded by numerous chopped-up bits of wood.)

Daughter: “See that? That’s the elephant’s body. His bones are all over the yard.”

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