The children are not as great people. They understand everything what they say the birds, the flowers, the forest, until the fish They desamarraram when it, Anon flied, to devagar, for its nest, that, fortunately, was not far. But before, it gave two pretty returns on the heads of the children, who had understood perfectly; it was thanking very the received treatment; had been happy. But another scare waited Anon before the end of the day. In the end of the park, close to the gates, the ones guards had placed gaiolinhas, each one with one passarinho. They started to sing early soon, in days of sun, and thus they called all the others that passed for there, and these went down, complimented the prisoners, used to advantage to peck one sementinhas and to drink one aguinha and later raised flight. Anon, already remade of the scare, passed for the gates flying well high and saw the imprisoned birds in the bird cages.
Visitinha thought about making one to them, imagining as the life of always imprisoned them was sad. It was come close, to devagar well, looking at for the sides. The passarinhos prisoners were agitated. They beat with the wings in the bird cages, went up and they went down for the supports, they hung themselves in the ferrinhos and they jumped of saves who will be able! But Anon was alive, smart. It saw as soon as the cat was for close, and was well alert.
When it perceived the dark shade arriving, it jumped of side and it flied for far, with all the forces that had. It only stopped when it obtained to arrive in house, it wants to say, in nest – I know that passarinho does not have house – was tremendous of scare and gasping of the effort of the flight. But he was alive. Catina owner was very contented to see it and to know that it had started to walk for the world and had been to sleep. In the following day, Catina owner and its Cancor had called the younglings for a serious colloquy. Anon had learned many things, with its first stroll: First, that she needs to eat everything what the mother orders, to grow and to be strong. Second, that if she will not have courage to make the things, never she goes to have nothing, never goes to be nobody Third, that the more pretty they seem the things, more dangerous are and they can hurt of truth. Room, that friends very make for us world is full of perigos. For one passarinho fragile and mainly delicate, as small Anon.