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Curious Kayla Visits Bundoora Park

Rochel Burstyn

Hi everyone, it’s me, Curious Kayla, and I’m heading home to visit my mishpachah! It’s not exactly a hop, skip, and a jump to get here, but for family, it’s worth it! Come join me as I head Down Under and explore Bundoora Park in Victoria, Australia.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

“G’day, Kayla!” My aunt Bayla says cheerfully.

I look around. There seems to be plenty of grass and roots, and the area is surrounded with native gum trees (eucalyptus trees — plentiful in Australia.) Lots to eat and plenty of shade in which to rest. We kangaroos are herbivorous — we like to eat grass, shrubs, leaves and grains — and did you know that we chew the cud? Ah, it’s good to be home!

Suddenly I hear the small shriek of a gate opening and a clang as it closes, and I see a tractor slowly drive through the grassland. Attached to the tractor is a large cage filled with piles of hay, and seated on them are rows of two-legged, English-speaking mammals. Why are PEOPLE being transported in a cage through kangaroo habitat?

“What’s going on?” I ask Auntie Bayla.

She chuckles and strikes a pose. “They’re tourists! Quick, Kayla, smile for the cameras!”

I smile and my little nephew Yossi peeks out of his mother’s pouch.

“Oh, wow,” we hear people say in delight. Hands stick through the bars of the cage with little gadgets that click with a flash of light.

“What was that all about?” I ask Auntie Bayla as the tractor retreats.

“Welcome to Bundoora Park,” Auntie Bayla says.

 

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