A bird for a friend
A personal narrative about a narrator's attempt to befriend a small, confident rooster named Redbuttons in their backyard. The story reflects on the narrator's past childhood experiences with aggressive roosters and the eventual bond formed with this new visitor.
Why it matters
This piece serves as a human-interest story focusing on nature, memory, and the simple joys of animal companionship.
N o household in our street reared chicken. That was why I was surprised when one Sunday morning I heard a cock-a-doodle -do from our backyard. When I went down to investigate, there stood a rooster on the compound wall . I never before saw a smaller rooster. His red-button eyes were bold and full of self-confidence. He had plumes which shone with all sunset hues. He appeared to be fully conscious of his masculine beauty. When I went close to this winged-visitor to say, “How do you do my dear cock-a doodle-do?”, he took off with an angry flapping of his wings issuing a gurgling note of protest from his throat.
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