In the middle of the room an old elephant stood swaying silently from side to side.
No one knew how it got there or what they were going to do with it…
...and about the old elephant, no one spoke a word.
One day a sparrow darted into the room. All eyes were upon it.
“How did it get in the room?”
“Do you think it has a mate?”
“Is it male or female?”
“You can tell by its markings.”
“Shouldn’t it be flying south?”
“Sparrows don’t migrate… do they?”
and so it continued...
... as the old elephant swayed silently from side to side,
the sparrow was all the people spoke about.