The POSARONAs had a very simple plan that was also quite Remarkable. They had heard that some of the Birds were very angry and upset about being called “BIRD-BRAINED”. They thought it was insulting.
The Posaronas had heard that many of the Birds were ashamed to be called “ BIRD-BRAINED”.
In fact, things were getting serious amongst the Birds.
The rooster had stopped cock-a-doodle-dooing.
The Pelicans were not filling their bills with anything.
If the Birds did anything wrong, they would just say;
We can’t help it. We are just BIRD-BRAINED. We are not very clever at all.
Poppy and Rose and Nana and Saffron had been talking quietly to the Owl, the Swallow and the Duck. They had talked to every bird they could think of and invited them to a big meeting under the Owl’s Tree. THE TREE OF WISDOM.
The OWL is known everywhere as being very, very, very WISE. If a bird-brain can be THAT wise – then a BIRD BRAIN is a good thing to be have.
It was a remarkable meeting. The Birds listened and told their own stories and by the end, they all had T-shirts that said “ BIRD-BRAINED AND PROUD OF IT. “
AND PROUD OF IT.
|I can fly onto a branch.||I can can cock-a-doodle-doo.|
|I can fly out of sight into the sky.||We can lay eggs.|
|We are Beautiful. We have long legs.||We can talk.|
That night, Nana and the Girls slept in the Guests’ Nests of the Tree of Wisdom. It had been a remarkable day. The Birds seemed to be proud to be Birds and the Bush was filled with Birdsong. When the Girls and Nana had fallen asleep, Little birds fluttered up to them and covered them with the very best feathers that they could spare. Good Night, Posaronas.