Whistle While You Work

Bow and Megan get along splendidly, and there have been no more infractions, no incidents, not even so much as a broken chopstick. At one point today Bow put the chopstick in his mouth, and Megan told him that in that case he should not have it, and Bow gave it to her, and she put it away! Have you ever heard of such a well behaved chimpanzee or such a competent caretaker?

The only problem is that Bow has not spelled with her since that first time. He explained it to me like this: "I'm trying not to talk." Why is he trying not to talk? No answer. However, Megan is taking this silence in her stride, and she has found all sorts of things they can do together. When I came to relieve her this afternoon in time for dinner, she was showing Bow how to whistle into his hands. She cupped her hands into a sort of shell and whistled into them. Then she shaped his hands into the same shell, and he actually tried to blow. No sound, so far, but it's a very promising start! What if he could learn to make music without a flute to break? That would be something!