Walin Ahmed

When the bird tried to take its first flight, it just gave a small jump. A small jump is not called flying. But a small jump is all that was possible. The bird looked around and saw everyone flying. Its mother screamed to look at them, but the more the bird looked, the smaller it felt. The bird wanted to fly with its wings, but it didn't know how to use them. The wings remained there. The bird slowly learned to walk, to jump, and to run, but it didn't want to fly. To be able to fly is not possible now, it thought. It was known around as the bird that walked. The bird grew up cheerfully thinking about its uniqueness. But the bird never knew how to use those wings; it never considered their existence.