The Power of Homesickness
A pleasant sleepiness was beginning to envelop me. Deep silence was creeping into my heart, so hard tried by the events of that day! I decided to leave the little bird alone and mind my own business. Especially that I had a pile of dangerous waste to get rid of safely.
Under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t have wasted such an opportunity! I loved to play with the birds, to pull at its plumes, so soft and graceful, so rich in marvellous colours! I liked to play with them especially when they were asleep, to take them by surprise! I took great pleasure in teasing them, what more can I say?... I wanted them to remember me as a brave funny flea, for I was priding myself greatly over those traits!” the Flea nodded in a smile, puffing off his chest in a comical way.
