Yeah... A baby bird flew over the gate and landed in a tree, and the adult flew over and yelled at it or something. I miss that flight school. Now in the afternoon, there's just birds who think that my hair is a nest because they keep flying near me.
It sucked... I miss having P.E. in the morning... In the spring, there was always a birdie flight school. All of the baby birds stood in a line and started to fly at the exact same time. There was always one adult bird watching them.