Friday Fables

The Fable of the Kangarooby Barry J. Northern A young Joey peered out of his mother's pouch for the first time. His eyes were wide with wonder as he gazed out into the world, for it was far larger than he had ever imagined nestled in the warmth and safety of the pouch.Out on the plains, some fascinating creatures were jumping around. "What are those, Mummy?"Flyer looked down at her Joey. "Oh, my son, you are out of the pouch. I think you are too small to come out yet. Why don't you go back inside?""All right, Mummy," said Joey, and settled back down into the warm pouch.The next day, Joey woke up remembering dreams of the open plains and the jumping creatures, and so he poked his head out again. The creatures were real -- he had not imagined them. "What are those, Mummy?"Flyer looked down. "Oh, my son, you are out again."One of those jumping creatures had a small head in its belly. Joey laughed. "They are creatures just like us aren't they?""Yes dear."One of the other Joeys jumped out of its mother's pouch and