Day 17
Another
guard approached me today, and told me the geese family waited
patiently at the gate of the rotunda to return to the small yard. The
geese family know they are special here on this yard. Unfortunately
though an ignorant yard worker decided he wanted to hold the gosling,
so he chased it around the small yard and sought to separate it from
its parents. Parents that screamed in horror with their beaks open.
The gosling's security and peace, my little buddy's freedom to grow
was shattered. The yard worker bird hater finally stopped harassing
the bird.
At the
end of my day I sat on the milk-crate outside the art room playing my
flute. The geese were not in sight, but when I looked to the side and
opened my eyes, I saw my little buddy and its parents, some black
birds, cowbirds and a couple of seagulls and pigeons listening to me
play. My day was made.
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