On your mark, get set, Go! Timmy hears from far away.
What was that? Timmy said to Mama Bird
Sounds like it's coming from The Grand Lake. Papa Bird said suddenly.
Papa Bird continues. Timmy, would you like to fly with me to The Grand lake? I believe this year The Grand Race will be held there,
My wings, my wings are too short and small. Timmy replies.
Oh Timmy, your wings are not short and small but they are most definitely strong. Here I will fly with you and Papa Bird.
Okay Mama Bird... But wait! The race, the race, The Grand Race is way too far! I'm afraid. Cried Timmy
Papa Bird said quickly. Timmy you will not fall, for your wings are not short and small. You have amazingly strong wings. Papa Bird said tenderly.
Papa Bird said quickly Timmy you will not fall. for your wings are not short and small. Yoou have amazingly strong wings. Papa Bird said tenderly.
Okay, I will give it a try. But let me finish my acorns before I fly.
Timmy finishes his acorns before Mama Bird and Papa Bird Papa Bird prepare to leave the oak tree. Timmy stretches his wings out, ready to fly.
Aaaaaaaaaah! timmy screams.
No, No, but the oak tree is too high. How will I ever be able to fly?
Timmy, there is no need to scream. Said Mama Bird warmly.
Timmy them takes a deep breath.
Okay, I can fly, I can fly just like Mama Bird and Papa Bird. Timmy said softly.
Timmy takes a couple of steps closer to the door. Stretching his wings once more. Swoosh! Swoosh! ...
Look. Look. Swoosh! Swoosh! I can fly. said Timmy The Blue Jay.
You got it Timmy! Papa Bird and Mama Bird said joyfully.
We will fly all together, working our way to The Grand Lake. said Papa Bird.
You will be fine. said Mama Bird.
At The Grand Lake Timmy The Blue Jay, Mama Bird and Papa Bird arrive.
Woah. It is The Grand Race. Said Papa Bird.
SWOOSH!
Wow, did you see that. said Timmy
Who was that? said Mama Bird.
The red-tailed hawk. Said Timmy and Papa Bird.
He's one of the top competitors. No one dares to compete against him. said Timmy.
Move, Move, who dares to compete agsinst me. For I need another trophy.
The red-tailed hawk looks at Timmy.
Hey you, right there. You look like you're good at flying but not good enough to beat me. Would you like to compete? said The red-tailed hawk.
Me? You want me to com
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