清晨,纳米比亚草原。5岁的黛比骑在母象丽莎的背上,光着脚丫,头发里插着一大堆乱七八糟的羽毛。“丽莎,那儿!”黛比指着地上的车轱辘印,拍拍母象的大脑门。丽莎心领神会地扇扇耳朵,迈着晃悠的步子,朝着印迹延伸的方向走去。黛比满意极了,她挺起胸脯,像个骄傲的酋长般,用清脆的嗓音大声说道:“老爸老妈,想甩掉我?没门儿!” Early morning, Namibian grasslands. 5-year-old Debbie riding in the back of the mother Eleanor, barefoot, hair plunged a lot of messy feathers. “Lisa, there! ” Debbie pointing to the car on the ground seal, pat the mother’s brain door. Lisa fanciful fan fan ears, walked swinging steps, toward the extension of the direction of imprinting. Debbie was very satisfied, she was tall, like a proud chief, with a crisp voice loudly said: “Mom and Dad, want to get rid of me? No way!”