When he got home he sat down on the floor and started to have intense imaginary play with them, including a lot of growling. Oh no, we thought, now begins the play-fighting, the play-violence, the dinosaurs tearing each other apart.
So I asked Zaki, with some trepidation: "What are the dinosaurs doing"? He answered, "Putting on a show." "Oh," I said, "What kind of show?". "Well," Zaki answered "It's about magic. The magic of theory." I repeated "The magic of theory?" in disbelief. "Yes, the magic of theory," he answered. And his parents wept tears of joy.
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