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I watched as the canary walked along Janice's small finger, her grandmother was in the kitchen getting tea and cake. Does it speak any new words? I said. It doesn't say the words you tried to teach it, Janice said, which nearly got me into trouble. So what does it say? I asked. Pretty girl, it says, Janice said. The bird walked back along her finger. I gazed at Janice's hair, long and neatly brushed over her shoulders; the red beret sat on the side of her head. Her gran came in with teapot and cups and saucers on a tray. Don't let that bird fly out the window, Gran said, put it back in its cage. Janice put the bird back in the cage and shut the door. The bird looked peeved being back inside and nibbled wildly at the bars. Her gran went out to fetch the cake. If I'd been alone I'd have help the bird make a break.
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Sep 4, 2017
Sep 4, 2017 at 12:25 PM UTC
Caged Bird 1956.
I watched as the canary walked along Janice's small finger, her grandmother was in the kitchen getting tea and cake. Does it speak any new words? I said. It doesn't say the words you tried to teach it, Janice said, which nearly got me into trouble. So what does it say? I asked. Pretty girl, it says, Janice said. The bird walked back along her finger. I gazed at Janice's hair, long and neatly brushed over her shoulders; the red beret sat on the side of her head. Her gran came in with teapot and cups and saucers on a tray. Don't let that bird fly out the window, Gran said, put it back in its cage. Janice put the bird back in the cage and shut the door. The bird looked peeved being back inside and nibbled wildly at the bars. Her gran went out to fetch the cake. If I'd been alone I'd have help the bird make a break.
Kids in London in 1956
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TerryCollett
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Sep 4, 2017
Sep 4, 2017 at 12:25 PM UTC
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