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Every morning I get to school around 6:30. The campus is calm, there are very few teachers and no students. But there are birds, hundreds of them. And every morning, around 6:45 or 7:00, not longer after I’ve opened my door, one or two birds will come hopping through my door into my classroom. They do this habitually and routinely. They never miss a day, and I wonder if they miss me on Saturday or Sunday.
It’s the most fascinating thing too, because they’ll come in, hop up and down on their two fragile legs, bobbing their heads forward and back, looking for food. Every once in a great while they’ll even be brave and nudge somewhat close to me. And although I’ve never done it, I’m always a little tempted to close the door with them inside to see what will happen. This might sound cruel, but it’s just the curious side of me that wonders what they’d do. Would they attack me and peck my face? Or would the sit at the door and wait like a dog until I let them out for their daily pee on the tree?
More than likely they’d probably fly around the room until I opened the door, but relax, I would never do this because I like their company in the morning, and I’d hate to scare them away.
Guatemala…the land of eternal spring and visits from birds in the morning.
