The story of a bird..

A bird flying freely up above the sky. She was white, with big, dark eyes. The dark eyes were twinkled with excitement. Her large beautiful wings spread wide. She knows it is the right time. It is the time to start lower her height and go to her favourite spot. It was the best spot ever. Why not, there, she can see people doing miracles. It was human which have so many miracles. She must go there everyday. If not, her heart beats slowly. Her day will become dull.

So, she flew lower till she saw a large house with a large big tree besides it. Oh, the house was really big. It was a 3-floor-bungalow of course. Really big! With a pond at the backyard! And a red sport car parked in front of the bungalow. Wow. The bird really knew where the best spot was. She landed her foot at the large tree’s twigs. What miracles did the person inside was doing that makes the bird so interested to come often? I wonder..

“Tap.. tap.. tap..” She started nodded her head with the music she heard from inside the bungalow. “Tap..tap” Oh.. she likes to hear the sound. But, wait! The sound seems familiar. It sounds like me typing the computer. Haha! It IS me who typing the computer inside the 3-floor-big-bungalow house. Day dreaming is good for my health, I think. Chiow~