| Birds |
I live in a dormitory at Eastern Washington University. It is called Louise Anderson Hall, but us boarders call it LA, it's trendier. LA is an old building; it hasn't been lived in for years. There is asbestos in many of the abandoned rooms and closed off hallways. LA has many creaks and moans. Pipes rattled and air conditioners shook. It was kind of creepy. Every once in awhile, the locked closet at the end of hallway would rattle and it sounded like there was someone knocking on the door trying to get out. After friends and I watched a horror movie, we knew that there had to be someone gagged and tied up in there, desperately trying to get out. Within days of that scary movie, I was in the hallway of LA talking to my friend. I looked down the hallway and I saw something small and black fluttering at the end of the hallway. Being the hypochondriac that I am, I assumed it was a bat. Well, there is either a dead body, or a ghost in the closet at the end of the hallway, so it would seem perfectly normal and stereotypical to assume this flying beast to be a bat. But as it flew towards me, which I appropriately shrieked at, I realized it was not a bat but an ordinary, wild bird. Stupid bird, it flew in, and couldn't figure how to get out. It was flew past me and continued down the hallway. I yelled at the bird to hang a left and down the stairs towards the front door. It really surprised me when the bird followed directions. My impression of birds raised slightly because of this bird's intelligence. That impression died quickly. About 5 minutes later, I walk down the stairs to go to the cafeteria. As I enter the foyer, I see the stupid bird fluttering about the lobby. Then flying down the hallway filled with asbestos. Darn bird is going to die of cancer! I opened the door and held it open so the bird could fly out. I stood there for the longest time and the stupid bird didn't get the hint. After awhile, I got bored holding the door open, so I propped the door open, and sat quietly on the steps to make sure the bird got out safely. Propping up the door is against the rules and another student might come around and close the door and the bird would be trapped. After the bird's stunt of following directions upstairs, I thought that the bird might be smart enough to fly out the door. Dang bird never did figure out that open doors mean an exit. Every time the bird got close to the door, some human would walk through the door and scare him away. I sat on the stairs very stilly; the slightest movement seemed to scare the bird away back down the asbestos filled hallway. As this bird builds up the courage and approaches the door, it is practically at the front door, but doesn't quite grasp the concept. I considered, jumping behind the bird and scaring it towards the door, but I assumed that the bird would quickly be startled down the wrong way. Do you know what it took to get this stupid bird outside! A BUG!!! Yes! This little bug knew that an open door meant an exit to the outside world. The bug flew outside and the bird followed it outside just because he's hungry. That's just like a bird, always thinking with its stomach. So that's my story. Just a little life story about the life of a bird, who was stupid!!!