Turtle Thoughts

When I was in Junior High School, the teacher forced us to read an essay by Ralph Waldo Emerson. Here 50 years laterI still remember one phrase from that essay.

I think Emerson's point was that we think like we think because we are what we are.

He said, "All the thoughts of a turtle are turtle".

My big accomplishment, in fact, my only accomplishment, for Monday was to deliver Patricia’s turtles to their new home at Arden’s Restaurant.

When the other kids would come home from college, all they’d bring was their dirty laundry. In fact, Donald used to collect dirty clothes from all up and down his dorm hall to bring home for Ginny to wash – I suspect he charged his buddies a fee in this enterprise.

But Saturday Patricia showed up with her two enormous turtles. She’s raised these since they were tiny and not they are bigger than my desk dictionary. Because of her job troubles she has to drop our of school (for a time I hope) and because her apartment lease is up at the end of the month, she can’t keep the turtles any longer.

She made arrangements with the owner of Arden’s to take the varmints in, but since the restaurant was closed over the weekend, I’ve been chief turtle-keeper till today. Here is a photo of the turtles’ new home: