This is a gentle story thought of a time I was practising playing my
saxophone, looked upon by inquisitive camels. They are beautiful, gentle
creatures, and even quite intelligent. So why couldn't one of them have
an adventure alongside some of the really friendly local people? They
too live a much slower pace of life than some of us, but they seem to be
far more content. I hope it gives an idea of how we should value people
in their diversity.