One morning, a baby bird was woken up by loud voices in the tree next to his. He got up straight to see what was happening and saw other birds learning how to fly. He asked his mother, “Mom, can I go learn to fly with the other birds? No my darling, you can’t go and fly with the other birds because that’s advanced drawing and you haven’t started any classes to go to advanced class.” Answered the mother “But I’ll tell you what, I will teach you beginners flying.” So the mother and her baby went to the lowest part of the tree to practice.
“The first step to flying is….umm (thinking to herself) what is the first step? Oh yes! Step back a bit then I will count 1 2 3, then you will start running. As you get to the end of the edge jump and flap your wings till you get high enough from the trees. Then you can relax and cruise through the wind.” “Ok mom, I’m ready.” said the baby bird. “Ok darling. 1 2 3 GO!” So the baby bird gets to the edge of the tree and jumps. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Cried baby bird. Kadoosh! He falls to the ground. He kept trying and trying and soon the mother got so tired she fell asleep. As baby bird was trying again for the last time before going back to the nest, he jumped of the edge and found himself not falling or even close to the ground. He shouted “mom, mom, look I’m flying!” Baby bird was flying high along with the advanced flying class, as if already passed the advanced class.
