Once I was in my room. My father came to me and said: Geese flying to south. Its gonna be cold soon.
Knowing my father, I would just keep silent and let it through. But to my surprise, after I went to my bed, throughout the window I saw flock of geese flying and producing extreme noise. It was around 2 o'clock in the night. Why would they fly and scream at that time. That really was funny and at the same time strange and cute to me. I was thinking about these geese for two more days. It is interesting where did they fly from? Why did they fly? And how would they communicate with each other when to fly or when not to fly, where to stop and in which direction to fly? I really want to discover these facts and again!! make a book :)) Plasticine? Or paper cut maybe?
Knowing my father, I would just keep silent and let it through. But to my surprise, after I went to my bed, throughout the window I saw flock of geese flying and producing extreme noise. It was around 2 o'clock in the night. Why would they fly and scream at that time. That really was funny and at the same time strange and cute to me. I was thinking about these geese for two more days. It is interesting where did they fly from? Why did they fly? And how would they communicate with each other when to fly or when not to fly, where to stop and in which direction to fly? I really want to discover these facts and again!! make a book :)) Plasticine? Or paper cut maybe?
