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Sunshine in the rain
The clock strikes 1pm on a Wednesday, I was at school and it was time to go home. On that day I had to walk to my house, of course this wasn’t a problem, however, it was pouring and none of my friends could give me a ride because they would stay at school to finish some homework. I always take an umbrella with me, except for that particular day… I felt so lucky! After a 20-minute walk, I arrived at my apartment completely wet, looking like a wet chick. Then, I took a long warm shower and ate my lunch. Later, my dad came home holding a baby sparrow bird on his hands. This bird had almost no feathers; his appearance was a bit ugly, he was extremely fragile and very tiny, like the size of an egg. I was desperate when I saw him because the bird was shaking so much, he was wet just like I was, and I didn’t know if I should touch him, I was very afraid to hurt him at that moment. My father told me he found the bird in the middle of the sidewalk during the terrible storm; he actually thought the bird was dead but he took it home anyway. My dad has always been a good man and wanted to save the bird’s life, that’s why he brought him to me. I named this bird as Rainy, for obvious reasons. While my dad went to the pet store in order to get food for Rainy, I stayed at home. Even though I held him in my hands the whole time to keep him heated he was still trembling, which made me worried: he was probably sick and when a baby bird gets sick, it isn’t a good sign, so I knew I would have to be extra careful and work even harder to keep him alive. I already had some experience with baby birds, since this was the third one that my father brought home, the other two were healthy, having a good life at its bird cages, one is an Australian cockatiel and the other is a parakeet; their names are Star and Quiriri. Fifteen minutes later, my dad arrived with food and a cardboard box. Because Rainy was a baby, he had to be fed using a syringe, to pretend that it was