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Wilbur Wu Staff Writer |
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the longest time, man and birds have abided peacefully on earth. Man would
seek other animals for meals and birds wouldn’t meddle in man’s life.
Everyone knew however, that this harmony between these two species could not
last forever and if this harmony could be eternal, the rest of the world was
prepared to wreck it. Many animals attempted to rupture their relationship,
but one after another, the animals’ plans would end in utter failure. So after many years of trying and
failing, a very cunning snake devised a strategy to ruin the special bond
between man and birds. This scheme required an audacious soul to enter an
Indian’s teepee and tell him the recipe to create a new drink. This beverage
would later become to what is now known as beer. But because this scheme
sounded extremely dangerous to the rest of the animals, the snake, which
thought of the plan, had to carry out his plan alone. And so the snake set
out on his journey to seek an Indian, who he could tell the recipe of beer
to. Traveling for several days, the
snake finally reached an Indian tribe. As the snake watched from the hills,
he searched for an Indian who he could tell his recipe to. When the snake
spotted one, he awaited for nightfall, when everyone in the tribe was fast
asleep, to strike. Slowly, the snake slithered towards the Indian and
whispered the recipe to him. Then the snake slithered away back to his
habitat where he originally resided. When the Indian awoke, he thought
he had had a vision from the gods and was chosen to make this drink. So he
set out to find the ingredients and started mixing the items together. Soon
the drink was complete and he tasted the drink. At first the drink didn’t
seem harmful, but that all changed when the Indian became drunk and had a
hangover. The Indian realized the next sunrise that this drink would bring
pain to the world and so he kept this recipe a secret. However, the Indian
did not realize that there were other Indians snooping outside his teepee who
have seen his recipe and so the recipe of beer rapidly spread to distant
lands and eventually reached where the snake resided. The snake knew now that
his plan was working. Unfortunately, the Indians didn’t
go berserk with the new drink. It wasn’t until the arrival of the Europeans
and the invention of the automobile that drinking beer became a threat.
That’s when the bond between man and birds started to fade. But the real
crash of their friendship came really late in life. One day there was this little bird
who was trying to fly but always fell to the ground in his attempts. The
little bird stood on a branch, started flapping its wings and leaped from the
branch into the air. But as soon as the bird leaped from the branch, he fell
to the ground as suspected. However, at the same time that the little bird
fell to the ground, there was a man who was drinking and driving. The drunken
man saw the little bird and thought it would be fun to run over the little
bird and so he did. By that time there were some birds to witness this tragic
event and went on spreading the news. As word got around, many birds were
shocked to hear of this cruel act and vowed revenge on the man who crushed
the innocent bird. There was one problem to this revenge though. No one knew
who had actually crushed the little bird so there could be no vengeance. Just
as the birds were about to give up hope, a mysterious bird appeared and told
the other birds, “To avenge your fellow bird, poop anywhere whenever you feel
like going.” One bird found this act crass. The other birds found this
concept very creative and felt that this was the perfect way for getting back
at the humans for their invention of the automobile and beer. Even ‘til this day, birds still poop on cars and
sometimes on people, too. This act is to avenge the death of their fellow
bird that was murdered by a drunken man. |
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