Parrot
by Igor Kluev
It was a hot
summer day in Moscow. I left a window in the
sitting room of my apartment open,when I went to
the nearest shop to buy groceries. When I came
back, I saw a small parrot situated in the middle
of the curtain.
The situation
was clear. That parrot was on its own quest for
"...life, liberty and the pursuit of
happiness… ” And for that reason,
parrot left its home where he lived in one of the
surrounding buildings. Apparently, the parrot was
scared by noise on the street, and it flew
through the open window to my room.
Next day, I
didn't want to evict the parrot from my room.
Before going to work, I left the window open. I
gave to the parrot a chance to do choose to leave
my apartment and to find a new place to live or
to stay with me.
When I came
back from my work, the parrot was still sitting
in my living room.
Parrot turned its head aside, looked at me with
its one eye and suddenly said,"Hi"
What could I do? I answered the parrot,"Hi"
The parrot said,"Doll".
I wanted to be with the parrot on the same page,
and answered,"Girl".
The parrot said,"Sveta"
I said my name,"Igor"
The parrot said,"Ice cream"
I answered, "Cold beer"
The parrot said,"I don't like porridge"
I answered,"Me too"
I decided to
give a name to my parrot. I found a small white
mark on its forehead, and that mark looked like a
star,and I named it Sky Walker.
It looked like
Sky Walker liked that name, and it said to me,"Disney".
To show Sky Walker my advanced knowledge of the
subject I said,"Disney was a Producer".
Next day I
found a poster on the entrance to our building. A
girl of six years old begged everybody to return
her parrot Gosha. There was a photo of Gosha on
the poster. Without any doubts Sky Walker was in
that photo. I realized that the real name of Sky
Walker was Gosha. I called the phone number from
the poster. The girl, whose name was Sveta, came
with her parents. They brought a cage for Gosha.
Sveta opened a door of the cage, and Gosha
without any hesitation flew in. That was its home.
Two days later,
they invited me to celebrate the lucky ending to
Gosha's journey. There was tea and cake. Sveta
was completely happy. She spoke to Gosha.
She said,"Doll"
Gosha answered,"Doll"
Then Gosha continued,"Sveta, ice cream, I
don't like porridge", "Disney”
I realized
that, when Gosha spoke to me, Gosha simply
repeated words learned from Sveta. I was
frustrated. I went to cage and looked at Gosha.
Gosha looked at me with its one eye, and after
long hesitation suddenly said,"Disney was a
Producer".
Gosha learned and remembered my words as well. We
were still friends. I was happy again.
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