Tell-A-Story Book [antikvár]

The Poor Little Sparrow EVERY morning Ronnie and Sylvia put out crumbs for the birds, and a little bowl of water. The birds always knew when the children were going to throw out the food, and they came flocking down to wait. "Chirrup-chirrup!" said all the sparrows, dressed in brown. "Tirry-lee, tirry-lee!" sang the robin in his creamy voice. "Fizz, splutter, wheeee!" chattered the starlings in their funny voices. "Pink, pink!" shouted the pink-chested chaffinch. "Aren't they lovely?" said the children, as they threw out the crumbs and some crusts from the toast. "They really are friendly little things." The children knew all the birds, though it was difficult to tell one sparrow from another. They knew the smallest one of all, though, because he had one white feather in his tail, and that made him