Thursday, September 11, 2014
Getting a Parakeet to Sit on my Finger
I’m frequently amazed by the skills my muscles remember.
Of course I can ride my bike and swim. And do some magic tricks with rubber bands.
But get a parakeet to sit on my finger? Is that even a muscle skill?
I hadn’t done that in over 50 years.
My grandtwins were given parakeets for Bat Mitzvah presents. They asked if I, the oldest person in the room, knew how to get a parakeet to sit on a finger. I had a parakeet when I was about their age. Actually, I had several parakeets. And, they sat on my finger. I remember tapping the wall and having the birds fly to sit on my finger. But that’s not how it starts.
I couldn’t find the words to explain how to get a parakeet to step off its perch and climb onto my finger. So, I put my hand in the cage, put my finger in position, touched the bird’s toes in the way that my muscles remembered, and it stepped onto my finger. My grandtwins were thrilled.
They had me repeat the action. They copied it. The bird put a foot onto their fingers. Muscles can teach muscles what words cannot say.
Muscles remember what words have forgotten.
Muscles are amazing.