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One summer morning when the sun was shining and the rivers were flowing I brathed for the first time. The wind blew softly. My nest was hanging on the tree. I saw that I was not alone. There were two more like me. I saw my mother also. She was having beautiful wings. Seeing this i also wanted to have wings and fly like her. Time moved I grew in size and I also had wings. I was happy as I was also flying like my mother. My mother told me to beaware of the men. Time passed winter came. It became difficult for me as i was only having wings to wear. At last I got a tree where I made my nest and was living happily with my family. One day someone broke my nest but what could i say at last I am a bird a small bird in the world of human beings.
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AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF BIRD
One summer morning when the sun was shining as usual and the rivers were flowing as even I breathed for the first time. The wind blew softly.My nest was hanging on the branches. I saw that I was not alone. There were two others like me in the nest. I saw my mother also. My mother had beautiful wings, she could fly. Seeing this I longed to have wings fly like her. Time moves fast with the passage of time certain changes in my appearance. I also grew in size and I grew wings. The other two also grew with me. But none of us could fly yet. Mother would frequently go come back to us with her beak full of food. We always quarreled. Each wanted to have the food first. I always wanted to have more but my mother distributed the food equally. One day, one of us tried to fly but fell down that was the last we saw of him. Mother said he was in another tree. In time, we learnt to jump out of our nest sit on the branches of the tree. We could now see the world around. It was wonderful to see so many things. We saw strange beings walking. Mother said they are men. Mother warned us to beware of men. After a few days mother said we could go anywhere we liked. We jumped moved with our wings. And On! We were flying, just like mother did. What a sensation it was! We came back. Again we flew. This time we flew high. I felt myself light on my wings. I came down on the top of a house. Soon I saw a small boy sneaking behind me. I took a leap once again was on my wings. I felt superior to man. Time passed winter came. Now I realized how inferior I was to man. I wear only the feathers, nature has given me. Man lives in house and wears woolen clothes. Life becomes difficult for me. Food becomes another problem. At last I found a suitable place in a house. I started making my nest, a living for my family!! I had almost finished when the owner of the house saw it. He brought my nest down with a stick. What could I say! I am a bird. I am beautiful but simple, I wish to have a mind like that of man, hands like his house like his but at the end I am a bird, a small bird!!
One summer morning when the sun was shining as usual and the rivers were flowing as even I breathed for the first time. The wind blew softly.My nest was hanging on the branches. I saw that I was not alone. There were two others like me in the nest. I saw my mother also. My mother had beautiful wings, she could fly. Seeing this I longed to have wings fly like her. Time moves fast with the passage of time certain changes in my appearance. I also grew in size and I grew wings. The other two also grew with me. But none of us could fly yet. Mother would frequently go come back to us with her beak full of food. We always quarreled. Each wanted to have the food first. I always wanted to have more but my mother distributed the food equally. One day, one of us tried to fly but fell down that was the last we saw of him. Mother said he was in another tree. In time, we learnt to jump out of our nest sit on the branches of the tree. We could now see the world around. It was wonderful to see so many things. We saw strange beings walking. Mother said they are men. Mother warned us to beware of men. After a few days mother said we could go anywhere we liked. We jumped moved with our wings. And On! We were flying, just like mother did. What a sensation it was! We came back. Again we flew. This time we flew high. I felt myself light on my wings. I came down on the top of a house. Soon I saw a small boy sneaking behind me. I took a leap once again was on my wings. I felt superior to man. Time passed winter came. Now I realized how inferior I was to man. I wear only the feathers, nature has given me. Man lives in house and wears woolen clothes. Life becomes difficult for me. Food becomes another problem. At last I found a suitable place in a house. I started making my nest, a living for my family!! I had almost finished when the owner of the house saw it. He brought my nest down with a stick. What could I say! I am a bird. I am beautiful but simple, I wish to have a mind like that of man, hands like his house like his but at the end I am a bird, a small bird!!
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