The adventure I didn’t have today:
It was like the scene in E.T. where Elliot releases the frogs about to be dissected in science class. “Run for your life! Back to the river! Back to the forest! Run!” he screams at them.
There they were, 4,000 cows released from the meat packing plant, free to roam the surrounding countryside.
The media circus was, of course, in full swing- reporters waving microphones in workers’ faces, cameramen alternating between close-ups of individual cows and long-shots of the herd spreading out across the fields.
“We’re tired of killing,” said the staff spokesperson. “We know it will mean we are all out of work, but we just couldn’t take it anymore.”
“What will you do now?” the reporter asked.
“Well, a group of us is raising funds to go on similar campaigns worldwide. We already have contacts, and donors are standing behind us.”
Off-camera he walked toward me, put his hand on my shoulder, and smiled, “We did it. Years of planning and we finally pulled it off.” He then took out a hip-flask, raised it in the the air, and cried out, “Long live the cows!”
What adventure do you wish you’d had today?
The line up is long and I am getting impatient. Conversation has run dry so I look around to distract myself- cars, ice cream stand, a group of- oh, potential point of interest- a group of ladies in front of us. I hadn’t noticed them before.
They are Hutterites. There are three girls who appear to be teenagers, and one older lady. Each has a bonnet, plain coloured top, patterned skirt, and sensible shoes- sneakers. One of the girls is standing to the side and I notice a peculiarity- one of her shoelaces is white, while the other is black. Could this be a subtle form of rebellion? Of trying to stand out? Of asserting individuality?
I imagine her as the girl who pushes the boundaries right to the edge, yet not overstepping them so as not to be called out. She questions and challenges, wonders why and searches out answers. She carries her own opinions.
The line is moving and I snap out of my thoughts. I smile at the girl and see reflected back to me an image of myself.
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