Thursday, 1 May 2014


The Naughty Bundles of Feathers

 

Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, the Old Woman lived in a blue house with a great big pine tree outside the front of it. It was a good pine tree because when you turned the corner at the top of the road, you could look down and see the pine tree and know that that was where you were going.

The pine tree used to hold its branches out like great big arms, so that when birds got tired of flying and wanted somewhere to rest, they knew there was somewhere to go.

The only bother was that sometimes they were so comfortable in the tree that they slept there all night and then when the sun came up, they all woke up and started shouting to each other.

“Sqwark …. Isn’t it a lovely day?”

“Oooh yes, just feel the lovely warm sun as it comes up!”

 “Where are you going for breakfast?”
 “Well if this lot will settle their feathers, we’ll be off to the garden just down the road! Some mangoes just ready for eating  I saw yesterday!”
 “Oh goody, we’ll come with you!” 
Just then a window in the house opened and the Old Woman poked her head out and yelled “Will you lot please stop shouting and making a racket when I’m still sleeping! It’s very annoying.” And with that she closed the window with a bang and went back to bed.
“Huh” said the biggest of the crows. And he flew off to find some breakfast, closely followed by his four best crow-friends.









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