Taronga Zoo

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Action and Adventure  |  House: Booksie Classic

A true story about my time with my friends at Taronga Zoo in Sydney. About the reminder my best-friend has of being there for that short trip.

 

It was the first day of our six day camp in Canberra and we had stopped at Sydney on the way. You could hear the excitement in everyone’s voices, as well as the drowsiness and yawning that came with being on a bus for nearly sixteen hours. I could also taste my own excitement growing as we arrived at Taronga Zoo. I sank back into my soft seat and waited patiently for the bus to stop. The smell of a slightly damp morning seemed very inviting.

 

Around the middle of the day all of our groups had come to watch the gorillas and monkeys at play. My friends and I were sitting at the back on the edge of a garden that was raised up so we had a perfect view. Suddenly Tabitha who was sitting in the middle of us pulled her hand in front of her face to reveal a cut that to the untrained eye looked very deep. No one knows how it happened though. She’s tough and looked fine but Logan who had been sitting next to her panicked and yanked her good hand to make her stand up.

 

Logan dragged her to the teacher and said all too quickly, “Look does she need stiches? Will it scar? Is she going to get tetnis?” The teacher looked bewildered at how quickly Logan had spoken but said calmly, “No, just put a bandaid on it.” I interrupted and said unbelievingly, “But wont she need stiches?” The teacher looked slightly angry but said, “No, go find your group; we’re going to the boat now.”

 

We all shrugged not wanting to get into trouble for arguing with the teacher and moved back to the group, which was getting read to leave. Tabitha’s injury wasn’t as severe as we had thought but Logan still made a fuss about it. We walked excitedly down to the massive boat that was taking us from Taronga Zoo to Circular Quay. On the boat Logan was being silly and telling us that the boat was going to crash and similar things to that. Of course Tabitha and I just shook our heads smirking.

 

We were at the front of the boat looking out at the Sydney Opera House with the wind in our hair. Tabitha’s wrist was fine and we were looking forward to the rest of the trip. To this day Tabitha is still reminded of our time away by her scar.


Submitted: April 10, 2012

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