Field Trip Day
"Hey, kids, wanna have breakfast out?"
'Sure, mom,' they chirp.
Mom hustles everyone out of the nest. Reluctantly and awkwardly they flutter and fly a few hundred feet to a nearby porch.
'Whew, that's hard,' the little fledglings chirp.
Mom flies off to find breakfast.
After a few minutes of being alone, the young birds shiver in apprehension. The sky is sooooo big. The wind is blowing and many strange noises and sounds flood over them.
"I'm scared," said one little bird.
"I'm hungry," said another.
"I'm tired," said the third.
"I want to go home," said the fourth.
Mom arrived with breakfast, flying away and returning again and again with a tasty insect morsel for her offspring.
All the day the young birds clung to the porch gutters. As the sun settled over the horizon, mama bird gathered her small flock for an evening flight lesson. After soaring and swooping for a while, all returned to the nest.
The next day, the field trip happened all over again, but mama scooted everyone off the porch several times.
By the third day, the young birds only came to the porch area a couple of times to rest.
The fourth day, they soared like grown ups in a blue, blue sky.