Now we see through a glass darkly

Now we see through a glass darkly
Helen Keller and her mother exemplified in the Miracle Worker

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Quite a while ago, now

Pop Blackbird was very put out with me. I had called his training sessions a game. He let me know, in no uncertain terms that there is no funny business at all when they run their drills and training sessions.
It looked like a game of "buck-buck" to me. The blackbirds have quite a regimen and he showed me level 1, on the ground worm siting formation. Level 2 was hovering, insect retrieval, in formation still and tree to tree.
If one of his band goes out of place, he hollers and I would not want to be the bird that he has to discipline for insubordination or being out of place in the drills.
He hollered at me for calling his training sessions a game and I am certainly not one of his troop, just a friend...now.
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