My sister found a bird on the roadside. We named him Jack and keep him for about three years. He would greet us in the tree outside our bedroom, calling "Hello" as we lay in bed in a morning. He also passed "Hello" to the cats when they came into the room. We often played a trick on himself. We'd throw a coin as far as possibly. Jack would fly away and bring it back for us throw again. He would also catch the food throwing to him from the other side of the room and sing happily. But for the most wonderful thing about Jack were his musical ability. Leaving him at home all day, we would return at night to hear that he'd picked up from the radio in the day. | 1. _____ 2. _____ 3. _____ 4. _____ 5. _____ 6. _____ 7. _____ 8. _____ 9. _____ 10. _____ |