Amazing Kids! Magazine

A Trip to the Zoo

By Ryan Traynor, Assistant Editor


David walked into his bedroom, looking once again for his missing keys. Shifting the papers on his desk, he heard a jingle as the keys slipped behind the desk, into the air conditioning grate.

“Darn it! Now I’m going to be late!”David grumbled as he shifted the heavy desk away from the grate’s opening.

Reaching down and sliding his hand between the slats, he searched blindly for the keys. He grasped something made of metal and pulled it through the opening. There in his hand, was a magnifying glass made of brass. Even though it seemed like it should be heavy, it wasn’t. It was light as a feather in his hand. Amused, he placed the magnifying glass in his pocket, and resumed his search for the keys.

As the keys dangled from the ignition switch in his car, he felt the magnifying glass grow warm in his pocket. He pulled it out and looked through the glinting glass. Before his eyes, he saw the next door neighbor slither out to get her morning paper. Through the glass, snake heads appeared attached to her head. David chuckled. Just as he had always believed, he now knew that she couldn’t be trusted.

At work he found himself using the glass many times during the day.

“David, do you have your report ready for the meeting?” his boss queried.

David lifted his glass to view him and he saw a whining parrot. The glass confirmed that Mr. Hines had no real unique thoughts of his own. He just repeated other people’s ideas and took all the credit. He smiled widely and made a commitment to himself to show Mr. Hines how a meeting should be run.

“Nice magnifying glass, David,” Mr. Hines said. “Are you bringing that to the meeting with you?”

David replied snidely, “I never leave home without it.”

“Good!” Mr. Hines replied half-heartedly.

In the board room, David laid out his presentation before all the attendees. Taking his place at the head of the room, he picked up his magnifying glass and began his analysis of each of his coworkers. There on his left was the accountant. He had always thought she was quiet but thorough. She sat on her chair, now becoming a mouse, burying her nose in the papers. Realizing she wasn’t worth any more of his time, he moved to the next person and saw the Head of Sales. He was a pig – greedy and surrounded by the garbage left by others. David knew that he had to protect his territories or this pig would grab them. At the right side of the table was the head of Human Resources. Chuck became a wolf as he looked at him through the magnifying glass and he conversed with the person next to him with a low growl. Jim, his coworker from the cubicle beside his own, sat there with an angelic look. Under the glass, however, he transformed into a beady-eyed rat. This reminded David of all the times that Jim had informed his boss of long lunches or missed deadlines. At the head of the table, the president of the company sat – a lion in his den. Rather than conversing with others he sat up straight and confident but when it came to doing any actual work, he would sit around and laze in the sun all day.

David sat his magnifying glass down on the table and picked up his presentation papers. He made a couple of quick notes in the margins based upon his glass observations. He nodded, ready to begin.

“Are you seeing where you want to take the presentation now?” the president asked.

“Most definitely, Mr. D. Most definitely,” David stated, with a confident smirk.

The presentation flowed like a rushing river. As he hit obstacles, he remembered the personalities that had been revealed to him, and he used them to his advantage. He watched as the group squirmed in their seats as he took the upper hand. Upon his conclusion, the group quickly exited the room, seemingly eager to escape. David perched at the lectern and glanced outside the room. Picking up the glass to put back in his pocket, he could not resist looking at the entire office. There were hundreds of lambs roaming in circles around the computers. The lead lamb was the President’s secretary, Marge, with her glasses resting high upon her face.

Walking past the cubicles that now reminded him of cages, he made his way to the men’s room. The workers shied away from him, shaking in their shoes. David flew through the door and glided to the sink to splash some water on his face. Wiping the beads of sweat from his brow, he looked at himself deeply in the mirror. Slowly, he reached into his pocket to retrieve the magnifying glass to clean it. While wiping the glass with the paper towel, he saw reflections in the mirror of black and brown feathers. Startled, he raised the magnifying glass directly in front of his eye, staring at himself in the mirror. There, looking back at him with intense eyes and a downturned, set jaw was a vulture. He took a step back, as if spotting a hunter with its barrel of the gun aimed at his head. His hands began to shake as he saw what others saw, whenever he looked at them through the magnifying glass. He was a vulture, constantly judging others and capitalizing on any spotted weakness. No wonder he wasn’t part of the team. No one trusted him.

David pulled himself up to his desk where he stared at his computer screen. With a couple of quick keystrokes, he made his revisions and paused his finger over the “enter” key. A quick final stroke underlined his resolve to change. He had sent his great report to the board with Jim’s name attached instead of his own. He let out a sigh of relief and pulled the magnifying glass out one last time. Looking at himself in the reflection of the computer screen, he saw a new man. This man stood taller. He was content.

The screeching sound of David pulling the desk back for the last time was music to his ears. He slipped the glass between the openings and never looked back. He did not need a magnifying glass to see clearly.