When I was a boy of 12, something happened to me that taught me a good lesson. W

When I was a boy of 12, something happened to me that taught me a good lesson. We lived on the  36  of a forest, and every evening, birds would come and   37  in the trees and sing. There wasn’t a musical   38  made by man that could produce a more beautiful   39   than the song of the birds. So I   40   that I would catch a young bird and keep it in a cage and in that way I would have my own private   41   .

I finally succeeded in catching one and put it in a cage. At first, being   42   , the bird fluttered (扑腾) about the cage, but finally it   43   down in its new home. I felt very   44 

with myself and looked for­ward to some beautiful   45   from my little pet.

The next day, my new pet’s mother flew to the   46  with food in her mouth. The baby bird   47  everything she brought to it. I was pleased to see this. Certainly the mother knew better than I how to   48   her baby.

The following morning when I went to see my pet, I found it lying in the cage,   49  . What had happened! I had taken extremely care of my pet, or so I thought.

Arthur Wayne, an expert on birds, was visiting my father at the time, hearing me   50  

over the death of my bird, explained what had happened. “A mother bird,   51   her young in a cage, will sometimes bring it   52   berries (草莓). She thinks it better for her young to die than to live without   53   .”

  54   since then have I caught any living creature and put it in a cage. All living creatures have the  55  to live freely.

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