Wednesday, March 30, 2011

A White Heron

          
        Sylvia is a little girl who transferred from a crowded manufacturing town to live with her grandmother in the countryside. Many said that she changed little by little when she stayed with her grandmother.
          One night, she saw a shadow creeping in the woods and she decided to find out what shadow was that. It was a handsome, young hunter. They talked a little while and the hunter asked her some help. He asked the grandmother of Sylvia if he could stay for a night and go out gunning early in the morning. While Sylvia and the hunter continued talking, he did mention something that he wanted to get a heron and add it to his numerous number of bird collection in his house and those whoever find the bird; he will give 10 dollars for it by him. At night, the little girl can’t sleep because she can’t help thinking about the heron that the hunter was looking for. She was really curious where to find that bird so she decided to go to the forest to find the bird. So she climbed up the highest tree in the forest so she could find the bird. After that trembling experience, she reached the top of the tree which she considered the top of the world. She saw the heron when it was dawn. It was the most beautiful bird she has ever seen. She can’t describe her feelings that time. And she said that nothing can replace that moment. She was confused if he would tell the hunter about what she saw but at the end,  she sacrificed the money and the time she can spend with the hunter she secretly admire for the sake of the white heron.
The white heron Sylvia saw when she was on top of the tree

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