Yesterday I went to the zoo and saw a bird in a small, rusty cage. It was enchanting, with long feathered wings spread out like a beautiful art display.
Beside it stood a small girl with her hand on the door. When my parents moved away she touched my shoulder and whispered "Would you like to free it?" I nodded.
She explained "My dad works here. I stole the keys because I think he is cruel to lock up the animals."
The bird flew out. It was beautiful. Some pidgins came over and they swooped down and landed in a nearby tree.
Joyful FREEDOM!