My friend the Sheep
In this holiday season, I want to share a funny anecdote (it’s been a while).
Abody (my girlfriend’s little brother), an 8 year old boy who in previous years was too scared of the sheep bought for Eid El Kebir, was courageous enough to play with it this year. He was happy, and called it his friend, and when came time for slaughter, he started crying and yelling, saying he won’t touch his meet and was opposed to the cruel destiny that his father would inflict on his “friend”. He even swore not to eat meat anymore. My girlfriend told me that the same thing happened with her younger sister, and that in her case it took many weeks (almost months) to get over it and accept eating meat again.
Well, little Abody might have a world record here! Within 5 minutes he stopped crying, and the curious little boy watched the slaughter and even helped holding during the skinning!
This reminds me of my cousin. She had a goldfish that died when she was really young (something like 5 or 6 years old), and since she doesn’t eat fish. She can’t stand the cooking, the smell… Fresh fish I should say, because guess what: CANNED TUNA IS JUST TOO GOOD TO GIVE UP! Yes, she refuses to eat fresh fish, but she eats quite a bit of caned tuna! Go figure!