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| What I noticed first about my new parrot, Chico, was that he couldn't fly. His wings had been cut short and he was stuck on the 1 just like us humans. When the weather turned nice, I took Chico outside. I sat him on a branch of a tree, hoping to make him 2 . At first he seemed 3 . He walked back and forth on the branch looking anxious or nervous. He didn't even flap his wings in an attempt to fly. Somehow he knew he was 4 . One day Chico got especially excited . He paced back and forth and made an incredible amount of 5 . Then all of a sudden he stopped and let out an even louder scream. He started 6 flapping his wings for the first time ever－then he lifted off the 7 like a space shuttle! I was amazed and 8 . Little did I know his feathers had been growing back, and Chico had been 9 until the moment was ripe for escape! Two days later Chico 10 . First I tried to trick him back with food, but he would not come near me. Then I took his 11 and put it away-still he would not come. Finally, I made him a firm promise that I would let him 12 every day the weather was nice if he did come back. 13 , he flew onto my shoulder. From that day on, whenever the weather was good I would let him out early and he would fly around and be back before dark. The 14 lasted for two months before suddenly Chico became 15 . The vet said that he had been infected with a disease from the pigeons in the neighborhood. Within a few days he died. I was very sad. The 16 crossed my mind that if I had not set him free to fly, he would be still alive. But what 17 is there in being a bird if you can't fly? Chico made his first break for 18 on a late Monday afternoon in April. When will you make yours? You too can take a 19 when the conditions are right, knowing you too, in your own way, were built to fly. If you don't 20 , what will be the purpose of your life? | ||||
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| One day, Raul was miles away from the small ranch (牧场) house in a large valley. 1 seemed to be all right, yet he felt strange and somewhat uneasy. The wind had picked up, and angry, dark clouds 2 across the sky. He could smell the rain coming. And it did. 3 , the lightning flashed through the clouds, nearly 4 Raul. The thunder (雷声) was so loud that he buried his 5 in his hands and rubbed his eyes. Then he heard it. Hoof beats (蹄声). He 6 . There before him stood a tall, white 7 . An old man stared down at him from its back. "Wh-wh-who are y-y-you?" asked Raul. "My name is Gray Cloud," the old man answered 8 . "Come with me." Raul followed on his horse. A 9 feeling came over him. All 10 them the rain was pouring down, 11 not a drop fell on them. They seemed to be 12 back toward Raul's home. Raul lost track of time. Then all at once he found 13 at the ranch gate. The old man turned his horse, 14 his hand, and smiled. Lightning flashed again. The old man and his horse were 15 . Raul's father ran out across the yard to 16 him. "We have been 17 sick about you. Are you okay? Hurry. Let's get in out of the 18 ." "Wait," said Raul. "Have you ever heard of an old man called Gray Cloud?" "Can't say I … wait. I 19 my great-grandfather used to tell storied about a man called Gray Cloud. He died a long time ago. They say he was 20 by lightning during a terrible thunderstorm. Why do you ask?" | ||||
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| One day, Raul was miles away from the small ranch (牧场) house in a large valley. 1 seemed to be all right, yet he felt strange and somewhat uneasy. The wind had picked up, and angry, dark clouds 2 across the sky. He could smell the rain coming. And it did. 3 , the lightning flashed through the clouds, nearly 4 Raul. The thunder (雷声) was so loud that he buried his 5 in his hands and rubbed his eyes. Then he heard it. Hoof beats (蹄声). He 6 . There before him stood a tall, white 7 . An old man stared down at him from its back. "Wh-wh-who are y-y-you?" asked Raul. "My name is Gray Cloud," the old man answered 8 . "Come with me." Raul followed on his horse. A 9 feeling came over him. All 10 them the rain was pouring down, 11 not a drop fell on them. They seemed to be 12 back toward Raul's home. Raul lost track of time. Then all at once he found 13 at the ranch gate. The old man turned his horse, 14 his hand, and smiled. Lightning flashed again. The old man and his horse were 15 . Raul's father ran out across the yard to 16 him. "We have been 17 sick about you. Are you okay? Hurry. Let's get in out of the 18 ." "Wait," said Raul. "Have you ever heard of an old man called Gray Cloud?" "Can't say I … wait. I 19 my great-grandfather used to tell storied about a man called Gray Cloud. He died a long time ago. They say he was 20 by lightning during a terrible thunderstorm. Why do you ask?" | ||||
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