“They’re here, they’re all around us.”
“But ... I can’t see them.”
“You’ll see them soon enough.”
“When?” Bambi’s curiosity was so strong that he stopped walking.”
“Soon.” His mother walked calmly on.
Bambi followed her. He said nothing, for he was trying to work out what she could have meant by “soon.” He reached the conclusion that “soon” was certainly not the same as “very soon.” But he was not able to decide when it was that this “soon” would stop being “soon” and start to be “a long time yet.” Suddenly he asked, “Who was it who made this path?”
“We did,” his mother replied.
Bambi was astonished. “We did? You and me?”
His mother said, “Well, yes, ... we deer made it.”
“What deer?” Bambi asked.