Short Story- The Zoo

Bobby was so excited when the instructor told the class that they were going to the zoo, he couldn't think of anything else.

Bobby had never seen a real live animal before. He had learned that there were once creatures called birds that could actually fly in the air. More than anything, Bobby hoped there were birds at the zoo.

The next day, the school's vehicle took the class to the main city. Bobby had never seen so many different types of independents. Some were doing heavy labor while others worked in offices in some of the tall buildings.

Eventually, they passed through a gate and stopped. The instructor told the class that they must all be very quiet so that they don't scare any of the animals. A curator met them as the class stepped off the vehicle.

"My name is  Michael" said the tall, rugged-looking independent."Once the earth was home to millions of different life-forms, but most are extinct now as a result of human wars and pollution. When the independents took over, we tried to save what was left, but only a few species remain."

The curator led them to the first cage. A  small creature with brown fur looked at them through the bars. The curator pointed to the animal. "This is called a dog. Once wild, they were domesticated and kept as pets by the humans." Bobby felt sorry for the dog. He seemed so sad and alone.

 The next cage contained a brightly colored animal that was perched on a tree branch. "This is a bird" the curator said. "The skies were once filled with birds, now only a few remain" Bobby was hoping the bird would fly, but it remained on the branch.

The next cage was filled with a very old creature that stared at the ground. The curator spoke: "This is a human. Humans dominated the earth for thousands of years, but were quickly rendered obsolete by the first independents." Bobby looked away from the human and hoped there was enough time to go back to the bird.