Based on true events
A few days had passed since I abandoned the lovely basket nest in which I had been raised. But I had another babyish urging to conquer. I, now equipped with a decent knowledge on the use of wings, followed my parents and siblings to where my first bird-buffet was to be. It was a crisp, beautiful patch of green grass which had been generously sprinkled with millet and other types of seed. Ravenously hungry, I began to eagerly to peck the millet up without much thought to my past. Then my mother, who was dining nearby, made the fateful move. She was lifting an especially large mouthful when I happened to look up from my feeding. The immature instinct insisted that I return to my past habits and I surrendered to their powerful assault. With an open bill I raised my head towards her, and fluttering my downy wings, I waited expectantly for the morsel. I must have looked very much like a dog begging from his master’s table. But Mother only looked at me as if pondering whether she should surrender the food or not. But she seemed to have decided against the act, for she only cocked her bright eye at me and continued to feed as if nothing had happened. To be completely honest, I must reveal that I was rather disappointed. Though there was plenty of seed all around me, ready for the taking, I wanted it from her maternal bill and not my own. I put my head to one side, then to the other. What could a puff of feathers like me do? Well, I’m afraid that there was nothing to do but to overcome my indolence and resort to using my own bill. What a puzzle I was!
An abundant, small-sized bird, the Chipping Sparrows ( or Chippers, as I affectionately call them ) do not only give the stereotypical “ chip” call but also a loud song resembling that of a grasshopper. It is a loud trill for such a small bird. The Chipping Sparrow has a pale greyish belly, a rust-red cap, and a black line through its eye. Its tail is brown, and its wings a lighter brown with dark streaks. This sparrow shares its genus with the Tree Sparrow which has a similar appearance. The Tree Sparrow, though, has a dark spot on its breast and the line above its eye is light grey, not white.