today there isn't much of a story to tell. a story not of a fairytale or princess but just of a old wrinkled man living beyond the mountains with his little girl. he was already 70+ but he had to slave to feed this girl of his. it belonged to his children but his children abandoned the girl and fled. the girl is was only 1 then and had no one to take her in. she was wrapped in sack cloth and left behind the bins in the deserted alley to rot. gratefully, her grandfather found her and took her home safely. his saving were little and never enough to feed 2 mouths. so he took up a job at the baker. he also gathered fire wood to sell but couldn't earn much. they just got by and had to scrimp and save. this girl grew to become intelligent and loving. she was an ideal child that parents would please. unlike the rich kids in the town that were rebellious and selfish, she asked just for the love of her grandfather. she wasn't angry at her parents when they came back to take her away. they came back as they regretted their thoughtless actions before. they took the girl away and left a fortune to the old man. the old man didn't want them to take the girl away but he was not in the right of holding her down. she had a brighter future with her parents. and the old man could finally live well. he was glad that he took her in and gave her a poor life, if not she might have not been this girl she was today had she died or been rich with her parents.this old man accomplished much when he was old. bringing up a little girl. poor people do strive harder and better than rich people and those well to do. they take things for granted.God let us live fortuanate lives. do not take things for granted.
a chirp from a bird means nothing more than a thought
