a bird's tale.....
it all started wen i wen home. as son as i stepped in my house, my bro came to me and shouted to me "ders a bird's nest up in the roof between the roof tiles". so to my curiousity i wen up and saw a ladder leading up to my house's roof. so as i wen up i saw my dad trying to remove the bird's nest. seems that the bird has been making quite some noise up in the roof so my parents couldnt sleep well so he tried to remove de nest. however there was one more tale to go by. it seems that there was a small baby bird in the nest and it cant fly yet. so my dad put it in a plastic bag and brought it outside. outside i removed the bird from its bag and put it in the open hopefully it's parents will come and take it. so throughout the whole day i think i was jus waiting in my house while watching over the bird. later my bro on house of wax coz he wanted to watch it and den my bro wen out. wen he came back he said the bird was stuck in the drain. so i wen out and saw the bird. i then attempted to help the bird out from the drain. i finally managed to grab whole of the bird but got my right hand scratched for it. it was ok and we put it in a small shoe box. it den started to "tweet" for its parents (i tink). so we heard "tweet, tweet, tweet" the reason y i did not want to be near the poor bird wen it tweeted, was coz i was scared dat the birds might think i am bullying it or something and dey will come swarming after me. so soon the tweeted died down so i peeked outside. the bird just managed to jump out of the box. den it wen to take shelter behind some pots. den (i bliv) the bird managed to squeeeze out of the small hole in the fence. so i thought it was ok. a few minutes later i came back and de bird was gone i thought it's parents got it but den again wen i wen outside to check i noticed the bird had jumped of to the bigger drain outside my house. after a desperate attempt to rescue it i managed to get it out. but it was very injured. it's left part of the head was injured and bleeding. i took a cloth and tried to clean it up. i den tried to feed it wif some caterpillars but it doesnt seem to be able to do it itself. as time grew short i den wen and cleaned it's wounds. the bird was den weak, poor and defenseless and on the brink of death. as a last resort we had no choice but to leave it outside in order for one of it's kind to take care of it but none came. so now i was wondering wat to do. my parents said that the best way is to kill it to ease it's suffering. but none of us has the heart to do so. rite now the bird is still outside in my yard. we can onli pray and hope that its kind will take it back. or we will have to resort to some other things hopefully without killing it. however time is runnig out for the little guy(or girl). now der is a small silence outside of my house which was once filled with the wonderful bird's chirping wif glee.
posted by damniel @ 9:22 PM
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