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Friday, March 25, 2011

Entertainment: Creative Writing-The Timid Owl Named Tim


by: Rachel B. and Brianna C.

I flew up into the trees with my wings flapping through the wind. I had a tear in my eye from what I had just experienced. I am an owl and I am an owl who is afraid of the dark, so I like to fly around during the day, but all of the other birds are afraid of me and tell me to go wait until dark to reveal my hideous face. I never understand what is so different about me then the other birds?

What’s different between me and Robin? Is it because my head turns 180 degrees? Or is it because I have really big eyes? I will never understand. Even though my kind of bird eats the other birds I try to befriend with, I tell them every time that they fly away that I am a vegetarian! Maybe I am weird. I am an owl who comes out during the day, has bigger eyes than other owls, is a vegetarian and tries to be friends with my prey, and my name is Tim.

They laugh at me when I say my name is Tim and they think that I should have some intimidating name, but to me I think Tim could be a very scary name. Well this was the old timid Tim who had no courage, barley enough bravery to try and talk to the other bird’s everyday, knowing I will be rejected, until one day everything changed and so did I.

It all happened when I was on my regular routine in the morning, wake up, fluff my feathers, dare not to look in the mirror, so that I don’t believe what the other birds will say about my appearance, and go on my merry way to find some plants to eat. I flew to a bush and ate some of the leaves and then I even found some grapes to eat which is not a normal thing for me to find ever since a lot of the forest had been disappearing. I flew into a tree to sit and eat my grapes. Although all of the other birds flew away scared of me, I was content with the peace of the tree and eating my grapes.

Then I heard all of the birds in the other trees screaming and crying out, but I didn’t know what the matter was. I went to another tree and planned on asking what was wrong. For the first time none of the birds flew away but stayed there when I tried to talk to the Blue Jay. I then knew something must really be wrong for no one to leave. The Blue Jay explained “Robin’s baby girl just flew out of the nest and she is walking around towards that bush, but there is a cat following it, about to pounce at any moment!”

“Oh no! I will save her!” I shouted.
I swooped down behind the bush and flew right in front of the cats face! The cat was so scared of me he ran away back to his house. The baby Robin was still unaware about what happened, but her mom explained it to her after they were all done shouting for joy! All the birds wanted me as there friends and they accepted me the way I looked! I love my new bird friends! My friends thought I was mean, but after I saved the baby bird they all love me now even with my hideous face!

Moral: Don’t judge a book by its cover!

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