The Window with the Million Dollar View

 

When I was young I saw a gorilla at Taronga Park Zoo in Sydney. He was housed in a room with a high ceiling and bars on the front for onlookers to peer in. As he stared at us staring at him, I remember thinking how human his eyes looked. Beautiful soft eyes they were, sad eyes.

He slowly turned then, gathered loose straw into a bundle and climbed onto a bench that ran along the far wall. Way up high was a small barred window that overlooked Sydney harbour.

There he stood, one arm clutching his precious bundle of hay, his left hand holding onto one of the bars as he looked out of the window with the million dollar view.

 

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