My sister found a bird on the roadside. We named him
Jack and keep him for about three years. He would greet us
in the tree outside our bedroom, calling "Hello" as we lay in
bed in a morning. He also passed "Hello" to the cats when
they came into the room. We often played a trick on himself.
We'd throw a coin as far as possibly. Jack would fly away
and bring it back for us throw again. He would also catch
the food throwing to him from the other side of the room and
sing happily. But for the most wonderful thing about Jack
were his musical ability. Leaving him at home all day, we
would return at night to hear that he'd picked up from the
radio in the day. |
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