text: There once was a boy who was the son of a baker. Everyday when the bakery closed, he would take the extra wheat to the park and feed the birds. The birds loved the boy, for he was always there for them to feed them even in the winter. One day, the birds asked him why he would feed them, to which he replied, "I just want to see you all happy,". The birds were delighted by his answer and their relationship with the boy continued. One day, the birds saw the boy at his usual spot at the park. But instead of wheat, he had millet. Unsatisfied with what he had brought, the birds asked him what had happened. "There have been more people at the bakery lately, the leftover millet is all we had left today. I'll try to bring you grain tomorrow," The birds nodded at the boy pecked away at the though millet. On the next day, the birds awaited the boy anxiously as he approached them, but once again: all he had was millet. The birds asked what had happened once again. "We ran out of grain again at the bakery. All I could get was millet again," replied the boy with a somber look. The birds didn't say anything and proceed to feed on the millet. On the third day, the birds saw the boy bring out another bag of millet. They questioned what had happened once again. "The wheat supply has been rationed out to the military, I won't be able to feed any more grain to you," The birds were disappointed and slowly pecked away at the feed. They didn't want the boy to feel bad so they accepted what he had to offer. But on his way home, the birds decided to follow the boy. They saw him slip into a barn nearby his house and exit with a few white bags of wheat underneath his jacket. On the fourth day, the birds watched from the trees far away to see what the boy had to bring to them. But when they had seen the brown bag which always held millet, they didn't even bother to fly over towards him. The boy sat there and looked around for awhile waiting for the birds to fly on over. After an hour a so, a man with a fancy hat and pins walked over to the boy and asked what he was doing. "I was simply here to enjoy the scenery," said the boy smiling hiding the bag behind his back as he got up. Thinking that the boy was there to mock them with millet, the birds suddenly flew around the boy and he spilled the brown bag onto the ground out of panic. But instead of the millet there was wheat. Glad that they have had their favorite feed, the birds all flew down and pecked at the grain happily. The man sighed and told the shocked boy to go on a walk with him. On the fifth day, the birds waited for the boy at his usual spot; he never came.