It's like being in the primate house. These kids, they're
one step above flinging their poo sometimes.
They squawk at each other, in a constant squabble over anything as a way
to prove their dominance in the family community.
Sometimes you need a break.
The caretaker, you get worn out by the chaos. I noticed that even Frannie (the cockatiel)
reacts by screeching at them. There's a
ball of energy that pulsates and spins wherever too many children gather,
especially if it is in too small an area. As an adult, you may nit notice this
until it's too late. You find yourself
depleted and surrounded by insane monkey-kids.
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