(I missed all of you last week. It was very busy with my family here from Germany, and I was just worn out. Just had no energy to write about that prosthetic limb, but I’m sure it would have made a good Zing and Zang story. I think I’m back on track now 🙂 )
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“Oh NO! This is too horrible! How can these earth people treat each other in such a terrible way! I want to go home!” Zing trembled with fear and horror as he gazed at the cage.
Zang was a bit more brave. “Zinnia, what is this about? What are those grinning heads hanging from the branch?”
Zinnia spoke softly. “This is Halloween. That is not a real person, but only a dummy. Soon, small children will go around collecting treats from their neighbors. It is called Halloween. Celebrating their dead. Strange, indeed.Grotesque and bizarre.”