“Before we begin,” Caleb spoke authoritatively now to his daughter, “I would like you to watch this video on the honey bee. I understand you will not understand all of it at first. But it tells of the possible origin of the species, possibly 14 million years ago, and will introduce you to the basic principles of beekeeping. I bet you didn’t know that the Egyptians were fascinated by bees.”
“Daddy, you must have told me that fact at least half a dozen times that I can recall. And I am only eight!” Jessica flapped back at her father. “I love you dearly and am truly fascinated by bees also, not only because it is your passion, but I always assumed we would work together when I got older.”
Never choosing the candid approach, much like her own father, Jessica appealed to her father’s lighter side. He grabbed her a cold bottle of water out of the small microfridge, located in the corner of the small room.
“In case you get thirsty,” he said, as he handed the spring water to her. “The movie is about thirty minutes. I am going to do some rounds and I should be back before the movie ends, but if I am not, please do not go anywhere.”
This was the first opportunity to test his daughter and determine if she was ready to be trusted.
To be continued…