Day 3 and although i’ve looked all over our yard and across into the neighbour’s yard I can’t find my baby bird. I’m pretty sad but i know that you can’t keep birds caged when they’re meant to be free.
Today i had my students write stories about finding a baby bird on the sidewalk. They came up with some great ideas of what to do with him. I shared with them that this was a true story and had them laughing as i played out the accounts of the 2 previous nights and my experiences with him. They said to name him “Bobby” and although I don’t really think that’s a great name for a bird i think it’s cute and if i ever find him or finds me, I’ll call him Bobby. Maybe then he’ll share his adventures with me and i’ll pass them onto my students.