The Roar Returns: A T-Rex Tale from My Living Room

When I read today’s prompt — “If you could bring back one dinosaur, which one would it be?” — my brain went blank, probably out of fear that the dinosaur might actually show up! So, I turned to the little expert in my house: my daughter.

Without blinking, she declared, “T-Rex, of course!” As if she had just summoned it from Jurassic Park with a snap of her fingers. I asked her, “Why T-Rex?” And she answered, “Because it’s cool, scary, and it will chase away the people who irritate me.”

Ah, the wisdom of children.

So yes, let’s bring back the T-Rex. But not the wild, raging one. Let’s imagine a “Gen-Z Rex” — one who takes selfies with tourists, uses his tiny arms to scroll through TikTok, and refuses to roar until he’s had his morning dino-latte.

“Roar less. Slay more,” he’d say.

Imagine the chaos and comedy: traffic jams because a T-Rex is napping on the highway, or morning news updates — “T-Rex seen trying to enter school, mistaking it for a museum exhibit.”

Of course, we’d need a leash longer than a football field and snacks bigger than an SUV.

But here’s the thing — dinosaurs like the T-Rex remind us that even the mightiest creatures can vanish.

“Strength without wisdom is like a roar in the void.”

Thought to ponder:
If we could bring back a dinosaur, can we also bring back the patience, curiosity, and childlike wonder we once had?