The Echo That Talked Back at Gull Point
Every morning, Marlow Finch climbed the spiral stairs of Gull Point Lighthouse, stepped onto the balcony, and shouted, "Good morning, cliffs!" Every morning, the cliffs across the bay shouted the same thing right back. Marlow liked this very much. It was the only conversation he had before breakfast that never turned into an argument.
Then, one Tuesday, the echo changed. Marlow called, "Good morning, cliffs!" and the cliffs answered, "Good morning, Marlow! You forgot the tea again!"
Marlow nearly dropped his binoculars. An echo is supposed to repeat what you say, not add opinions. He tried again with a simple question. "Is anyone there?" The cliffs replied, "Anyone there! Anyone there!" and then, rather rudely, "Hurry up!"
That afternoon, Marlow rowed across the bay with a flashlight and a plan. He found a shallow cave in the cliff, and at the back of it sat a gray parrot with one crooked tail feather. The bird tilted his head, squinted at the flashlight, and squawked, "Good morning, Marlow!"
The mystery was solved. The parrot, whose name turned out to be Admiral, had once belonged to a fishing captain who moved inland. Admiral had lived in the cave ever since, and he had spent years listening to the keeper's shouts. He had learned every word.
Marlow laughed so hard that the little boat rocked. He could not leave a talkative bird alone in a damp cave, so he carried Admiral home in a basket. Now the parrot sits beside the kettle each morning and reminds Marlow about the tea, and Marlow has to admit that the arguments are better than the echo ever was.