Jon Pitt talks about life with Clare and Tilly in Peru and also their life since returning back to England.
Friday, 23 April 2010
The parrot and the terapins
Yesterday, I was in the staff room and some very sad news was delivered. Not that a boy had fallen off the climbing wall 9yes that happened too) but that one of the parrots that sit happily outside my room had died.
The parrots are a constant background noise whilst I teach and they are also a pleasant reminder of the tropical climate in which i now live and work and in which Clare and Tilly will very soon be coming to.
The news came without notice and the follwing events may offend some readers (avert your eyes now if easily offended).
One the evening of Wednesday 21st April, one of the parrots fell from his lofty perch and landed in the pond. For some reason the parrot could not fly away from the pond and was stranded. If the parrot had merely drowned that would not have been sufficient to merit a mention in the blog. But.... rather than drowning the parrot was stuck in the water whilst the terapins slowly swam towards him. I wonder what was going through the bird's head - maybe oh, good some friendly turtles are coming over to help - maybe oh, look my friends from the mini-zoo coming to say hi. But very soon the parrot's thoughts would have changed as he realised that these terpains were not friendly (they had not been trained by Splinter in the kindness of the human race and did not have anykind of martial arts training nor a strange love of pizza) - oh no, these terapins / turtles (I am not really sure of the difference) are killer terapins!!!!
The parrot could not escape, he was stuck in the water and just when things could'nt get much worse, the terapins started to eat the parrot!!! Yes, you read that correctly, they ate the parrot alive.
The head of science at Markham said that it would have been a slow and painful death and it gives me shivers everytime I think about it too much.
To make it even more sad, the other parrot now sits outside my room, no longer looking happy and content but looking lonely, pining for thr fjords and pining for his lost friend that he had to witness being brutally murdered by the killer terapins.
This parrot is deceased, this is an ex-parrot!
RIP my parrot friend.
Adios
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