Dangaroos and Kangaroos

My 'D' post will be about dangaroos. (read on and it'll make sense) :)

When I was little (about 3), my parents used to take me to the zoo and show me the Kangaroo enclosure. They would read out a sign that said Kangeroos.

So when we got to the next enclosure, they would read out the sign saying "dangerous" but say it like "kangaroos" just with a 'd' instead of a 'k', like Dangeroos.

I would then ask, "what are dangeroos? What do they look like?"

My parents, of course, found this hilarious and played the game for about 5 years of my life.

It took me quite a while to work out they were messing around.

What cruel parents I had!

(This links to my project because I am interested in wordplay)

M x

P.S. I apologise... I'm in a very non-creative mood. I  watched The Reader on TV last night and thought how it was such an incredible story...then I thought how I could never write anything so good, even though I've always wanted to write such a masterpiece (as has any author). I can't write like they can. I don't think I can. Maybe with a lot of practice. Sometimes I kid myself that I can, but I can't really.

Sorry for such a down cast post. This may put any readers off entirely, but as I warned you at the start of my blog: you will have to read my ups and downs, my traumas and excitements. I warned you.

Maybe I'll feel better tomorrow...

An old friend (someone I consider my sister) is coming to stay tonight. I should feel better tomorrow :)