stories

The little bird

My father bought a very nice bird and put it in a cage.
I felt happy to wake up every day and feed him. My little brother felt excited for having such a creature at home, too.
Once, my family woke up and didn't find the little bird!!! Dad asked us, if we sat him free. He blamed Saif thinking that he did it.

You know something, I'm older than Saif and wiser, however, I'm the one! I felt sorry for the bird and wanted him to be free flying here and there and everywhere. After a while, I came to dad and told him my little secret. I told him that I couldn't help it, which was why I opened the cage. He laughed and said: "Subhanna Allah! I didn't expect you to do such a thing. I thought Saif…! Any way dear, the bird is used to living in cages. He doesn't know how to live outside and he may die.

When I remember this, now, and after getting little older, I understand that a child is a child, no matter how wise he is, because he is expected to do anything according to his mind and imagination.

عمي منصور

استيقظ سالم على صوت زقزقة العصافير و هرع نحو الباب فاتحا اياه و راكضا باتجاه النجار في المحل المجاور.وقف سالم يشاهد العم منصور و هو يقص الخشب. التفت حوله فإذا بالكراسي و الطاولات الخشبية بكل الأشكال و الأحجام تتوضع بشكل منتظم على باب دكانه الصغير.
حدث الصغير نفسه قائلا :" لم لا أحضر منشارا و خشبا من عند العم منصور و أصنع لنفسي كرسي و طاولة أضع عليها دميتي ."
صرخ العم منصور من بعيد ، نظر سالم بلهفة ، تطاير الدم من يد العم منصور و هرعوا به الى المستشفى .حزن سالم و حدث نفسه قائلا : " عمله جميل لكنه خطير"