Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Birds Are Crazy Amazing!

When I was in my younger years I remember the first time my mother took me bird watching. It was an exhilarating time. Ever since then I’ve been hooked. I think it’s safe to announce that I’m addicted to birds, maybe to an unhealthy extent, but I am crazy about them nonetheless.
There just doesn’t seem to betoken anything cooler than a bird. For one, they fly and that alone should net them the “crazy amazing” tag but it’s extremely larger than that. Birds are such graceful creatures. Whenever I see a bird in flight, swooping through the air peacefully, it reminds me of why I want to become a bird since the first time i went bird watching.
Every kid is always asked the “what profession do you desire to engage in when you grow up?” question. You commonly receive responses like “doctor” or “firefighter” but very rarely do you hear anyone wish to be a bird. But that’s what I’ve always wanted to embody. Birds are also really beautiful. Their feathers always seem to be colored so brightly and so perfectly, even the deadly ones. really though, there are no deadly birds, unless you kill an eagle's baby.
Whenever I start to feel really down about the world or depletion of friends I have I can always cheer myslef up be going to a field ditch with an industrial size bag of birdseed and feeding an endless amount of my feathered protectors, who always seem to be extremely thankful I might add. I have actually never met a bird who has gotten angry with me, something my mother cannot even make claim to. This is another reason for which birds are crazy amazing.
My thoughts on birds can be summed up by this one last story.  During my last year in High school I decided to get up enough courage and request Barbara Kleinhorsch to go with me to our school dance. She sat next to me during fifth period chemistry. That little cutie looked just like a bird. Naturally, that little cutie declined to go with me. I was crushed but instead of moping around the night of the sock hop I decided to run to a field to receive counsel from the birds. When I showed up there was a migration of finches in a nearby field. When they were alerted to my presence they all took off and swirled around me. I was in a storm of finches. It was truly amazing, maybe the crowning moment of my life, furthermore I will never forget it. So you see, if I had went to the sock hop with Barbara Kleinhorsch then that never would have happened to me.
Birds are truly crazy amazing!


This article is by Burt McGillicutty. Burt is an avid bird watcher and works for a Basement Remodeling St. Charles contractor when he is not playing with birds.

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