for a while I just sit there, in the cooling shade of my favorite tree. everything is perfect. perfect as can be, under my favorite tree that loves and adores the company of me. soon I tire just sitting there, and so I start to climb up its smooth, brown bark...up into the branches so high. I start to slip, but it catches me, and lets me know I'm safe...even when the wind pushes me, and when I look out at the sky up high because its my favorite tree, that loves and adores me.

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The Raptor Show

by Domozao
Grade: 10
State: Texas


"Fly Tiger!" With a shrill, thrilling shriek the eagle owl leapt from the podium and soared across the auditorium ceiling to light high above in the alcove for second floor seating. We "Oooh"-ed and "Aaah"-ed and swiveled around in our seat to capture ever second of the majestic bird's flight while The Bird Man down below continued narrating Tiger's peculiar life story. You would never expect a bird that had been hit by a car only a few years ago to look so good.

But even this was only just scratching the surface. Almost all of the Bird Man's twenty or so raptors, or those that he had brought to exhibit at our school, were rehabilitated and so deemed unable to returned to the wild. This included everything from Red Tailed Hawks to Pygmy Owls to Peregrine Falcons and anything inbetween.

For almost an hour we were dazzled by more birds that we could dream of, so while in flight, some being fed, and a seminar that was as entertaining as it was educational.