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Rabu, Agustus 25, 2010

My lovely bird is dead

John is a busy man and he has a lovely bird. He puts his bird in a cage. He hangs it in the window of his bed room. Although, he is busy whit his job, he can take care of his bird well. He really likes it. One day when he had an appointment with his client in Jakarta, he asked his sister to look after his bird.
John     : Jenifer, can you take care of my bird.
    I am going to Jakarta this morning and I will go home in the 
    afternoon.
Jenifer  : Yes, of course. I like a bird.
John     : Thank you, Jen.
John was relived because his sister could look after his bird. John went to Jakarta while Jenifer was taking care of his bird. When John went home in the afternoon, John asked Jenifer his bird.
John     : How’s my bird, Jen? Have you fed it.
Jenifer  : Yes, of course, I have. This morning I fed it.
John     : This morning? Just this morning?
Jenifer  : Yes, why? Is it not enough?
John     : No kidding! It’s 5 o’clock now. It will be hungry if you have not fed it yet. It needs to feed three times a day. But you feed it just once.
Jenifer  : Three times a day?
             I’m sorry my brother I do not know. I will feed it now.
John     : No, you should not feed it anymore. I will feed it myself.
John hurrily went to feed his bird.
John     : Oh, my God.
             Jenifer! Jenifer! Come here! Look at my bird! It is really weak.
             What a careless you are!
Jenifer  : I’m so sorry my brother.
John     : What did you say? ‘Sorry?’
             It’s too late. My bird has been dead. Now let me alone!
John was very upset knowing his bird dead. Jenifer went away. She ran and cried.

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