how to like animals
Thinking back on my Christmas holidays movie list, I am starting to feel that it was a secret scheme to teach me how to like animals. I watched The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill, March of the Penguins and King Kong. Indeed, these beasts were hopelessly adorable. The cherry-head parrots showed distinctive personalities, and I learnt that the attentive parents are usually relunctant to let their children grow up and fly away. Watching the chubby emperor penguins will melt your heart as one after another they march across the iceberg and slide on the icy surface on their fat tummies. It is even cuter when the male penguins spot the ladies finally return from food hunting; they raise their eager heads and start to make special sounds--the couples always manage to find each other amongst the crowd. The 'pilgrimage' as you may call it is incredibly labourous, the long process sounds more meaningful when Morgan Freeman does the narrative. Lastly, King Kong does not look aesthetically pleasing, but godzilla is after all capable of affection, and wins our sympathy as he falls flat like a huge hairy lump. However, after watching these educational films I would still prefer to keep a distance from furry, feathered creatures. The movies send a strong message: beasts should be left alone in their natural habitat where they belong.