The zoo is a place of many surprises.
The zoo in Stuttgart is not a typical zoo. It hosts – and I wonder if this is an undeserved euphemism – both animals (mammals, insects, fishes, birds, and the like) and plants (orchids, cactuses, camellias, ferns, spice plants, among others). It is also large. In the four hours spent walking the premises we covered about a fourth of the area and saw less than a tenth of the species on display, which the guidebook put at over a thousand.
The flamingoes come first. You see them standing together, loopy-necked, swan-bodied, with a pair of pink sticks for legs, pecking at themselves or at something on the ground. They are behind a low-fenced enclosure, out in the open, yet they do not fly away. Nearby, a grey heron flies above a tree and disappears from view; although they do not belong to the zoo collection, such birds are permanent guests here.
This is a good beginning. A zoo where birds are not in a cage. A zoo that attracts visitors from the animal kingdom.
A greenhouse with tropical plants is next, but my father, who behaves occasionally like a eight-year old (there’s a running gag in the family on this), wishes to see only the animals. We head toward the great apes. Three baby gorillas, behind a glass-fronted cell, have drawn a large crowd. It is easy to see why. The young ones are like cuddly soft-toys come to life, and they swing from ropes, climb poles, hang from a branch with more élan and style than any adult gorilla can manage.
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Excellent. Recently we took R to his first zoo visit in Houston, which surprisingly, is quite decent. We plan on making this trip every year (till at least he is 10) to see him look at the experience with a different lens as years progress.
Patrix, that is a very good plan. People who’ve written about zoos have been profoundly affected by their visits as children, and those memories continue to shape how they view animals and the environment. As R grows, his responses will reveal how his “lens” (as you put it) is changing. I hope you will write about it too.
Wondrous photos. I think my favourite is the last. And much food for thought. I love these longer photo essays, with space for words to ramble, mood to flip and photos to succeed one another, not just the arc of one thought/image.
Thank you, Jean. I’m glad you understand and like the photo essay format. I understand that it does not lend itself to an easy read (clicking ten times can be frustrating for the typical reader on the web), so I restrict this format to those occasions when I really want the reader to slow down and reflect over these pictures and words. It is an experiment, and I’m still learning.
I have many of the same thoughts about zoos that you do. Some of my earliest memories are about zoos. When I was a child of three we lived across the street from the Washington DC zoo and my father took me for walks there often in the evenings.
The bit about the bonobos was fascinating. I suppose you have read “Peacemaking among Primates”? It’s a wise and wonderful book.
No, I haven’t read that book, Anne. Now it is on my Amazon wish list – thank you!
I have a love/hate relationship with zoos. I love visiting the animals and having the chance to think thoughts about biology and evolution and diversity, such as you’ve expressed here, but I’m troubled by the confinement of the animals and what it implies about human beings. There’s no doubt in my mind that certain endangered species have been helped by zoo consciousness-raising-campaigns in the public – pandas for instance – but it helps if those species are loveable and have human characteristics that make them feel somehow familiar. I guess I don’t see the primates as being trapped in their non-humanness; evolution worked in inexplicable ways, but all creatures had common ancestors, if we go back far enough; someday perhaps the type of humans we are now will look “primative”to a more evolved species. I feel a sense of wonder and awe at biological diversity, and have decided that I cannot explain its “why” anymore than I can explain why I was born into a human body. Thanks for all your thoughts here, for the story of that little girl, and for the wonderful photographs!
Many people seem to have mixed feelings about zoos. Fascination and awe sits next to feelings of doubt about the confinement and its consequences. This probably reflects our evolutionary state, and we’ll need to evolve further to get rid of this ambivalence in our ideas about zoos and animals.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts here, Beth.
Superb essay, and a timely one for me. I recently requested a visit to the local zoo when my friends asked me what I wished for my birthday. It’s a progressive zoo, with many naturalistic habitats. Yet, the sea horses were in a tiny tank, and I felt sad when I saw them. Other habitats were quite grand, and this zoo makes an effort to interest young people in biology and careers in animal science. But you are right, there is a feeling of doubt that lingers. A lady standing in front of the baby tiger exhibit with us said something that troubles me. She said, “can you give them a shot to make them stay this size so I can take one home!” Frightening.
A zoo visit as a birthday wish? A fascinating choice! Now I know what I’ll do on my next birthday: go watch those Bonobos again!!