843 Words Short Essay on if I were a Bird

At times, I do feel now the birds must be feeling as entities, as living beings or even as items of utility in the world. The wonder of their capacities to fly high into the sky captures the minds of most human thinkers.

Their art of communicating with each other and, their capacities of understanding the changes of weather is all that would strike any human thinker and so does it strike me. Very often I do wonder how I would feel and what I would do if I was a bird. At times I also do wander in the realms of imagination and wander which bird I would like to be.

As I know that in the species of birds also there is a wide variety of birds, some that are very small, colourful and beautiful and delicate. On the other hand, there are also birds that are huge, ferocious and ugly.

If I could be given a choice by God to select my species, I would tell him that I wish to be a small, beautiful and lovable bird, not very tiny, but among the small of the species. I would never make a choice of any one of the huge ugly and frightening birds. I would like to be interesting sweet, and a bird that can keep company with man, and for such a bird, my first choice would be, to be a parrot.

I would like to be a parrot and that also one caged in a house of a goodly family. Man thinks that birds have wings and are thus the privileged species, as, they can fly freely in the firmament. I think it is much better to be loved and cared for instead of being just a free-lancer, not cared for by anybody nor known to anybody.

VVith this choice I imagine that I would be a parrot domesticated, and kept in a silver cage, in the house of a millionaire. Though it will be a cage but, it will be a sure case for jealousy even for many human beings who may have never had a single day in a silver mansion. My home, the home of a much lesser species, lives in silver, eats in silver, and wears silver.

The bowl I eat in will be of silver and in my feet; the master has put some small silver trinkets to make me look beautiful. Would that not be enough reason for many humans to be jealous?

Besides my family being that of a millionaire, I imagine an ideal family inside the huge bungalow. It will be a blend of experienced old people, the experiencing young people and the inexperienced youth.

I would love to talk to each member of the family, whenever each one would get time from his/her daily chores. I would copy each one’s voice and talk to each member in his/her own voice. Oh what fun it will be.

At times I would tease children by scolding them in the voices of their elders, using also the typical words of the elders copied as far as eating would be concerned, I would not be fussy about who should serve me, or what food should be served to me. This would be because I would love each and every member of the family, including the servants.

As long as my food is served in my favourite silver bowl I would be quite satisfied. All the songs and poems they would learn, I would learn with them and when they would forget, I would show them how well items should be memorised. In the absence of the children I would sing songs and recite their poems and entertain the elders.

Even though I would like to be a domesticated bird it would not like to forget my art of flying. I would insist on my release from the cage for at least an hour to enable my revision in flying. I would insist on at least an hour’s pleasure flight every day in order to keep in touch with the art. As a parrot, I would enjoy the pleasures of both the worlds, the world of man and that of a bird.

I often hear men discuss that, it is cruel to keep birds in a cage as; it stagnates them and curtails their freedom. Yes, so far so good but, dear friends when the birds have to fend for themselves for all their needs, I’m sure it is very tiring and exasperating – I’m sure the freedom they have is not worth it at all.

Thus, I think as a bird the life I imagine to have would be just wonderful, as I would get man’s company, his comforts at my cage, and the enjoyment of a bird’s single advantage of flying. I think that, if I would be a parrot so well placed in life, my luck would be better yes, much better than most human beings on earth, and most birds seemingly enjoying their freedom to fly in the skies.