Pigeons

"To Manbir" 

-M.N

Pigeons

Chapter 1: Pige 

I'm Pige, a common, ordinary pigeon that eats breadcrumbs and gets shooed off by the humans like all the other pigeons in the park.

I live with my dad, but I don't know what happened to my mom. Maybe she died somehow, maybe she went to live with someone else. 

In the past, I asked my dad where my mom is, but he said she lives somewhere else, and I tried asking my dad where she lives now, but he never told me.

But I asked him about that when I was little. I'm bigger now; I know now a lot more than when I was small. 

Tonight, I'm going to ask Dad about my mom. Maybe he'll tell me. I'm crossing my wings. I may be lucky. 

Chapter 2: Answer

When it was night, not pitch-black, but visible, I started asking questions about Mom, and like last time, no answers to my questions. 

"Where's Mom?" I asked. 

"I don't know" answered Dad. 

"Is Mom alive?" I asked again. 

There was a sudden pause, but then Dad spoke. 

"I'll answer your question if you don't pestering with questions Mom, OK?" 

I wanted to ask more questions so I know more, but I really want Dad to answer my question. So I argeed.

"OK, I agree" I agreed. 

"OK. Mom's alive."

"Where?" I asked. 

"You agreed" reminded Dad. 

"Right" I said.

This is great, because I got an answer out of him, and now know that Mom's alive. This is good. 

Chapter 3: Second Thoughts

The next morning, I left to find Mom, since she was alive, but I ran into one problem:
Maybe Dad knew that Mom was alive, but that could have been years ago. 

Also, I don't where to search for Mom, because she could be anywhere, but she once
told me that she likes flying over mountains. 

The BC coast mountains: That's where she is right now, and I've decided what to do: I'm going to find Mom and bring her home here.  

Chapter 4: A Long Journey to the Mountains

I started to fly in the sunny summer air, the perfect wind and weather to fly in. 

The distance from Trail, BC, to the BC Coast mountains is about 100 miles, a very long way for a small pigeon like me. 

But I must do it for my mom and for me and maybe even my dad. I must fix whatever happened in the past with my mom and dad.           

It's going to be a long journey to the mountains of BC, but I will bring my mom back from the mountains so she can live a long happy life here in Trail. 

Chapter 5: One day Out of Many

"Stop thinking about Mom, let's just fly" I said to myself.

I flew in the warm summer air, not talking to myself, just thinking about Mom and the good memories we had together. 

Soon it when around lunchtime, I deesended from the air and went to find some breadcrumbs and some seeds.

After my meal, I flew some more until it was dark, and then I ate my dinner and went to sleep to rest for the night. This was one day out of many long adventurous days. 

Chapter 6: Thunderstorm

Thr next morning, I went flying in the sky, seeeing crows and other birds flying in the sky, except they weren't on an adventure to find their moms. 

I was flying along, not saying a word, when suddenly black clouds started to form, and the next thing I knew was it was thunderstorm.

If I was back at the park in Trail, I would have been fine because I could hide with my dad in the pigeon house where just me and my dad live, but there's no pigeon house and Dad; it's just me, the birds in the sky, and the thunderclouds. 

I couldn't back away from the thunderstorm now, because I need to get Mom from the mountains and bring her back home. 

So I started to go though the thunderclouds, even though I didn't want to, but I have to; for my mom. 

I went under the clouds, and almost got hit by a lightning bolt, but I went on like a hero, and what seemed to be forever was just a few minutes, the thunderstorm was over and the clouds turned white and the sky was blue.

Chapter 7: After the Thunderstorm

I was relieved to be alive because a pigeon like me could have got killed in the thunderstorm easily, and I was proud to stay calm when I went in the thunderclouds, and it was worth it. 

So I went back to flying in the sunny sky, feeling the wind on my feathers, seeing all the birds flying happily in the sunshine and looking at the land below. 

Later in the day, I ate my lunch and went back to flying in the sky, and later when it was getting a little dark, I ate dinner and went to sleep for I knew that another long day was ahead of me. 

Chapter 8: Piogon Joins

The next morning, I woke up at dawn and started to fly in the sky, where not many birds were flying at time of day.

I was flying a couple of feet alongside the birds, slient as always when I'm flying, when suddenly a pigeon with the other birds. 

To me, it's just a pigeon flying in the sky, trying to get somewhere, but this pigeon flew to me and greeted to me. 

"Hello" I greeted back to the pigeon. 

"What's your name?" asked the pigeon. 

"Pige. Yours?"

"Piogon" replied Piogon. 

"Where are you going to?" I asked. 

"Not sure, but I'm looking for my mom" answered Piogon. "You?"

"The B.C coast mountains to find my mom" I answered back to Piogon. 

"So you're trying to find your mom too?" asked Piogon. 

"Yes."

"My mom always loved the Canadian west" said Piogon. 

"My mom loved the mountains" I said. 

"The coast mountains are west and my mom loves the west. Maybe we'll find our moms in the same place" said Piogon. 

"Good idea!" I exclaimed. "Would you like to go with me?" I asked Piogon. 

"Sure." 

Chapter 9: Good Pace

Two days later

Piogon and I are traveling at a good steady pace. 

None of us slows each other when we fly; we stay at the same speed, and at the end of the day, we've traveled a good distance. 

It's nice having Piogon around because he's really nice company and a good person to talk to sometimes. 

The weather's been nice, lots of sunshine and no thunderstorms, good so we can fly more to get to our destination, the B.C coast mountains, because when it's winter, it's going to be cold and snowy and not the weather for flying. 

Same thing for fall; cold and not right for flying, just like winter, and that's why I like a good, steady pace so we can get to our the coast mountains faster. 

At the end of the day when we go to sleep, I always know that Piogon is with me because I know what it's like sleeping be yourself. But when there's someone sleeping with you, it's a lot different than sleeping alone. 

Chapter 10: At the Mountains

The next day, we woke up and started to fly, seeing the birds and the sky and even a little bit of the sun popped into view. 

Suddenly, I saw snowy-capped tops of mountains and I froze: I was looking at the coast mountains!

Piogon noticed the white caps too and we were both very excited; our moms are here at the mountains!

We flew around the mountains to look for our moms, but when we saw that all the mountains we could see we already looked for our moms, Piogon and I started to lose hope. 

"They are more of the coast mountains" I said. 

"I know, but we'll be just wasting our time" said Piogon. 

"Where else can we go?" I asked. 

"We can go to the California mountains. My mom loves sun too." 

"It's worth a try. Let's go!" I yelled.