On twinkling to a running weird creature, I was astonished.
At first, I was at a great humor, when my Adeline system almost paused due to a worry it forcefully received by such a puzzled wild and crazy chick! "This is a young partridge or...??! "I deeply thought.
The wetlands harbours!
When I was young, my grands and parents could warn me about the evil spirits which were being hosted by the visible living creatures like pussycats, dogs, birds and others.
I forced my heart to resist the fear hence picking the wetted wild chick.
By using the natural thermometer the hand, I felt that the chick was as cold as the ice. I didn't give it my precious time because it had been in areas around the water.
It was an amazing evening when I decided spraying the weed around the shores of a wetland, and on my second knapsack full of herbicides compounded with water, I miraculously set my eyes onto a running chick! Catching a running creature wasn't a walk away but a stumble as it was as fast as a chita. "Ghosts can't set a spell on me, because I've never wronged anyone of this locality! Can my Creator leave me in the evil spirits' synagogues or He is the one who has brought the new-year ''s asset to a brokee ?!"I silently meditated
To be a broke in terms of owning a tool called money can change into a chronicles disease to a fearsome or lazy person,and for such a reason, I picked the wild chick as an eagle could have done it. The polythene bag which was storing the herbicides acted as an envelope to a business's application .
"Hmm, where is the whistling bird??! "the shortcuts' neighbors asked, but I kept silent as it was described as golden compared to talking.
It was a beehive from where I was busy spraying to my house, this means that in a few minutes I had picked the creature out of the polymeric bag.
It was staggering as if drunkard and on checking the problem,I discovered that it was a sharp grass's cut it received after running into the bush!
Blackjack juice was the medicine I dropped on the wound and within a three day's time, the wound was no more!
A part from the fight the chick received as a welcome from the homed poultry birds, it is doing its new studies at my home rather than in it's previous bushy place.