When you are born with a shell no one thinks you can zoom.
It is the weight, they explain.
The shell. It is so heavy. It slows you down.
But you know the truth.
Where there is a will to zoom, there is always a way.
For example, let’s say your large shell-less assistant (who frankly isn’t a great deal faster than you, at least from what you have observed to date) is sitting nearby talking to some other large shell-less beings on the large rectangular shiny thing.
You can’t help but notice her lap looks soft and warm and comfy.
And you know you look very cute.
So you wander over and stare up at her.
Cutely.
The next thing you know, you are comfortably situated on that very same soft warm lap.
And suddenly you are Zoom-ing too!
Malti & her mama
