I’ve enjoyed watching the Elephants at the circus for my entire life until my daughters gave me guilt trip by personifying the treatment of these beautiful creatures. They are taken away from their homeland at an early age, kept in small quarters for most of the day and only taken out to perform tricks to the delight of humans with a threat of abuse if they don’t perform. Well if my daughter can play it that way then maybe I’m a circus Elephant as well. For I was taken from my life of leisure to 10 hour days of work, I hardly leave the area I’m in during this time period, if I don’t perform my tasks correct I’m subject to ridicule (no whip…yet). Come to think of it the Elephants don’t have to worry about what they’re wearing and have a great retirement package as well. To conclude I wouldn’t want to be an Elephant in the circus but I don’t think they would want to be us as well my, so my guilt trip ends and my trip to the circus begins instead.