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When I was a child I was fortunate enough to have cousins close in age, as well as friends that lived in the neighborhood of my cousins. One idyllic day we were wandering the neighborhood (this was before the lockdown that is our current society) and talking to the neighbors. One neighbor had a lovely bird. I can’t remember what kind of bird, but it must have been impressive because we stayed and talked about that amazing bird to the woman in the yard. She told us all about it. It was sitting in the tree having a wonderful time while she gardened. Well I assumed it was having a wonderful time. Perhaps it was weeping bird tears for the great sky it could only see but not fly in?

We were utterly fascinated and so excited to share! the! news! Evidently not all of us were on the same page.

We raced back to the house and proceeded to tell the story:

Childhood Friend: And the bird’s wings were pinioned, so it couldn’t fly!

Me: Yeah! And its wings were clipped so it couldn’t fly!

Cousin: What’s pinioned? Why couldn’t it fly?


Posted January 8, 2011 by comomma in Uncategorized

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