Marike Roth's Web Dreams

A bird in the hand

A bird in the hand

Many years ago, I was walking to my junior school when a cat crossed my path. I noticed that it had some kind of prey in its mouth, so I grabbed it, pried its jaws open, and pulled out a bird.

But this was no ordinary bird. Suddenly in the blink of an eye, the bird stirred and I watched in amazement and joy as it flew off.

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Submitted by : Pete Swanepoel of MONTCLAIR on 2008-12-08 16:01:31
I find the persistent racism in America all the more disturbing seeing the African-Americans have assimilated so well (no language issues) and they are so outnumbered! What the heck are the US whiteys so afraid of that they still have to hate so badly?
Submitted by : RC Webb of BLETCHLEY on 2008-11-28 12:12:35
Not only are you hoping for pigs to fly, but in reverse!


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