The Zoo

I work at a zoo with many monkeys. They scream loudly and they don’t learn. I ask them to do something and they do the opposite. Sometimes I dodge, I hit, I scream. I try to train them but it is useless. Other times I mimic, I jump with them so they may think I am one of them, no distinctions made, no need to set rules. I am like you, you see, a screaming monkey living in the zoo. I offer them rewards during lunchtime. Some are hesitant and will not accept. They don’t know if they can trust another species. I try to bribe them into giving me affection. “Do you think I should make them pay attention?” one of the teachers asks me. “No, I think they are how they are supposed to be.” We are all monkeys living in the zoo.