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I
really Like Mammoths (mastadons, elephants, and other pachderms too).
I often gaze upon the woolly majesty and wonder what it would be like
to be one. I yearn to wander the icy tundra in a heard of playful
mammoth calves. I yearn to snuggle with other mammoths. I
yearn to stand tall, proud of being giant and woolly, not ashamed of my
size of appearance, that's what I wish I was, and sometimes, I feel that
I am at one with the mammoth spirit, and then all is peaceful in my restless
mind.
To this day I still hold out hope that I am. I constantly dream of mammoths, their grace, their majesty. We all could only wish to be as big and strong, warm and furry, and distinctively powerful yet so benevolently loving.
Mammoths
are known for their low profile, even the mammoth-like Snuffy on Sesame
Street is an imaginary friend. So the next time you see Snuffy,
think of the other mammoths that may be out there right under your snuffle--nose.