I am a very happy parrot and enjoy my life. I used to climb trees and pluck the leaves , flowers off the branches and throw them down and play.
Sometimes I used to hang on a branch and when I loose grip I would fly and come back and sit on the branch.
Sometimes my brother parrots chased me and fought with me but my sister always made sure she protected me.
Like this my days went by happily as I grew a little big. My grandparents taught me many things and told me that I should never do anything bad to anyone.
My grandpa used to clean my feathers sometimes and taught my how to be clean and tidy. Sometimes we used to have a bath in the rain or near the river or lake but mostly we used our beaks to clean our body.
I never liked to be bathed with water though sometimes I liked just to play. Now I am a bit better in flying but still not so good.
My cousins and my brother used to join together and tease me because I couldn't fly properly.
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Kiwi - The Parrot
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