The bird on the wall
One evening, around six o’clock, a bird let out
a loud cry and landed on the wall in front of my house. I wasn’t sure why it
made that sound, but I watched it curiously.
In front of my house, there is a small garden
filled with different kinds of plants. On the garden wall, birds often come to
rest. I’ve placed a bowl of food and a pot of water there to welcome them.
After eating and drinking, the birds usually sing cheerful songs. It feelsas if
they are expressing their happiness and gratitude.
But that evening, when I looked at the wall, I
noticed there was no food or water left. Wondering why the bird had cried out,
I checked the temperature—it had crossed 45 degrees. It was an extremely hot
day.
I whispered to myself and realized that the bird
must be suffering from the heat. I could feel its pain.
I hurried to refill the bowl with fresh food
and the pot with cool water. After eating and drinking, the bird flew away,
letting out a soft sound, as if singing a gentle song. I watched it with quiet
happiness
After some time, the
bird returned and sat on the wall once again. I looked at it with a smile and
softly said, “I’m sorry.”
By:Danish
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