Helen loved small animals. One morning while she was walking in the forest, she found two weak birds in the grass. She took them home and put them in a small cage. She looked after them with love and the birds both grew well. They thanked her with a wonderful song every morning. But something happened one day. Helen left the door of the cage open. The larger bird flew from the cage. She thought that it would fly away, so she _ it. She was very excited to catch it. Suddenly she felt strange. She opened her hand and looked sadly at the dead bird. Her great love had killed the bird! The other bird was moving back and forth in the cage. Helen could feel the bird want to go out. It wanted to fly into the blue sky. At once, Helen took the bird out of the cage and let it fly away. The bird circled, twice, three times... Helen enjoyed watching the bird flying and singing happily. Suddenly the bird flew closer and landed softly on her head. It sang the sweetest song that she had ever heard. The easiest way to lose love is to hold too tight. The best way to keep love is to give it freedom.
How did a fowl get away? Who didn't close it? Did she dislike fowls? How did she get this one? In a tree? Where then? Why were they there? Did the larger one or smaller one get away? Did she get it? Was she delighted? How did she react? What happened? So she murdered the other one too? What did she do? And? And it was gone forever? What did it do? Where? What did she think of its tune? What happens if you squeeze affection too tightly?
the door of the cage was open Helen no she found it no in the grass they were weak The larger one yes no she felt strange Her great love had killed the bird no took the bird out of the cage let it fly away no it flew closer and landed on her head It sang the sweetest song that she had ever heard you lose it