Babai: Daddy, are zebras black with white stripes or white with black stripes? Dad: (smiling) What do you think? Babai: (shaking head) I think they’re very much like fancy horses with painted decoration. Dad: Fancy horses? Is it so? Babai: Yes! Like horses that went to fashion school. Maybe they couldn’t choose between wearing a black tuxedo or a white one, so they wore both! Dad: That’s what makes a lot of sense. They probably have striped pajamas too. Babai: And striped socks! And striped toothbrushes!
Dad: Now I’m picturing a zebra brushing its teeth in front of a mirror saying, “Looking sharp, Zeke!” Babai: Zeke the Zebra! He probably works as a runway model in the jungle. His best friend is Larry the Leopard, who’s jealous because polka dots are out this season. Dad: Aw, poor Larry. Fashion is heartless. Babai: And when zebras attend school, the teacher can never distinguish between them because they all appear the same! Dad: That’s why they have name tags. “Hi, my name is Stripey McHoof.” Babai: (laughing) What if it rains and their stripes get washed off? Dad: Babai: Whoa. Mind. Blown. Dad: And that, my dear, is the mystery of the zebra. Are they black with white stripes? White with black stripes? Or undercover ponies with a sense of drama? Babai: Well Papa I think that they are most certainly undercover ponies. Quite fashionable ones. You can name them Fashionistas.
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