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Michael and I went for breakfast super early yesterday because we dropped our son off at the airport.
We were sitting outside with the birds when he said, “Closest descendant of the dinosaur.”
“Excuse me?”
“Birds, they’re the closest animals to the dinosaurs.”
I sipped my tea, thought about that for a minute, listen to the birds, and said, “You know, when they get going their caw sort of sounds like a dinosaur.”
Michael drank his coffee. Quiet and then, “What exactly do dinosaurs sound like?”
“Well not like the big roar of the T-Rex, but more like the little ones that jump around and they make those noises. I’m not saying it’s exactly like birds, but it’s similar. I can see how they’re related.”
He said nothing. I’m waiting for him to agree or have another opinion, but nothing. I know now that he was waiting for the lightbulb to go on and after a few a minutes, it did.
“I mean, what we. . . You know how they sound in the movies because of course no one knows how dinosaurs sound. I know that.”
Michael laughed, and we finished our coffee and tea discussing dinosaur DNA.
I thought about breakfast for the rest of the day.
My mind knew the sound of dinosaurs based on a movie, entertainment, something fed and blindly believed. It was automatic, and it took me a few moments and the look on Michael’s face before I snapped out of it.
I’m not sure what part of my brain stores this type of stuff, but I swear when the words came out of my mouth I knew like I knew I had milk in my tea, exactly the way dinosaurs used to sound.
My mind didn’t preface the information as a product of Jurassic Park. It presented it as fact.
I wonder what else my mind has been entertained into thinking is real?
My thoughts from the laundry room. Asleep.
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I was once stood in a queue for a dinosaur exhibition in Edinburgh, and overheard a father say to his son, that nobody knows what dinosaurs sound like. The boy, who I think could have been no older than eight, said – actually dad, scientists have studied the shape of their skulls and nostrils, and are able to work out the sound.
Oh Yay!! See, kids are always smarter. Thank you for the great news. 🙂
I am laughing and remembering married conversations in which you’ve talked about everything under the sun so the only thing left is the weird:). You’ve reached that point. I miss it a little, to be honest!
Freaking brilliant point- probably so much behind this observation.
I too have been known to comment on the caw of a large bird, ” Listen, a pterodactyl!” So I know exactly what you mean.
😎 Ha. After some thought, I agree with you. Strange how we think sometimes.
I had no idea where this was going when it started but it made complete sense at the end