I got used to live in that tiny and warm place after my mum showed me the world, but when I was outside of my shell I thought it would be my last moving out!, but it wan´t!.
Nowadays, mum is forcing me to be independent. She´s tried to feed all my brothers and me and she says that we´re older enough to learn to fly. Fly? With less than one year old?She put us in a line in our nest, and one by one she started, patiently, to teach how to put our wings to keep us in the air.
It´s my turn. I can´t fly, I´m too young, I can´t, I can´t...wait! I CAN! I´m flying!! What a big pleasure it is! I couldn´t imagine it when my mummy pushed me out of our home!
when we decided to write about ``moving out´´, I wouldnt have expected for a story like this. I have loved it, it´s funny and gripping because you want to know what the bird is going to feel. Good work!
ResponderEliminaroooooooo It´s fantastic Elena!
ResponderEliminarI really like this story! I don´t have anything else to say! I wouldn´t change anything :D
GOOD WORK!!!!!!!!
ISABEL SANCHEZ MONJE
I wouldn't have expected a story like this, the point of view is very original!
ResponderEliminarplease review sentence 1 for grammar
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