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Click each pic, follow, and comment for a chance to win. Oh and did you see those cute birds in the graphic?  Let me tell you each of us has a "bird" story to share. Oh yes, that's right a bird story.... don't we all have a bird story? This group of friends either loves them, are freaked by them, or have had an encounter worth reading about! Click a pick to head on over. 


Growing Firsties
Fluttering Through First Grade




 

Who doesn't love a good traumatic bird story? You know you do.  My friends and I are sharing ours (or any general traumatic aviator story) for your end of year laughing pleasure.

It's always fun to laugh at other people during the last weeks of school.

So today I bring you...

Geese: A Cautionary Tale

I grew up in a small suburb of Philadelphia.  Little league and ice cream trucks, trees and parks.  We had great parks, great schools, and people who fed bread to ducks for fun.

I also had a working mom who spent a great deal of time reading articles about 'Quality Time', a parenting philosophy that took the 80's by storm and often appeared in various publications.

One of the things my mother and I would do as 'Quality Time' was visit our local township park -- and we, ourselves, would feed bread to the geese that resided in the lake there. 

One sunny, spring evening my mother and I, along with our half-full bag of Stroehmann's Bread (a local Pennsylvania bread company notorious for its obnoxious yellow bag), headed to our usual park. 

I might have been six years old.

I cheerfully skipped over to the water's edge. Reaching my hand into the bag, I pulled out a slice of good-ol' white bread.  Like a skilled geese feeder, I tore small pieces and tossed them into the lake.  I gleefully watched as the geese raced toward the meager scraps, pecking their heads into the water to grasp the morsel in their beak.  There must have been about fifteen geese, and they would swarm upon each little piece of bread, sometimes fighting, squawking or pecking at each other to win the prize.

My mom sat on a nearby bench.

I continued to reach into the bag, tear bread, and toss it into the lake. (So innocent... so... stupid.) But every time the geese had their fill, they would move a little closer toward me and the edge of the lake.  And my feeble attempts to throw the bread farther into the lake were unsuccessful.  I mean, I was only six, after all!

Suddenly my tearing and tossing was not fast enough.  The geese started to charge at me like I was a piece of bread! They began squawking and hobbling out of the lake, onto the edge of the mud... squawking and squawking!

I panicked and made a mad dash toward a nearby picnic table, climbed onto the seat, then onto the table. The geese followed me! The crowded under the picnic table and through the wooden slats I could see their freakish beaks opening and closing, squawking and yelling, "Give us that friggin' bread!!!" They bit up toward the slats, right under my feet. 

I screamed a scream that would scare any goose, anywhere. 

Except these devil geese.

My mom rushed over! She shooed the geese away, scooped me up, and we ran back to our car.  The geese? They continued to chase us.

Devil. Geese.

Freakish. Devil. Geese.

We drove away and we never fed geese again. 

And better for them anyway. White bread is totally bad for you.


Speaking of bad for you... Yum! I made these the other night for dinner. They were soooooo good! Maybe only kind of bad for you...

Here's the super-cute my second graders did for their Mother's Day gift last year.  They wrote a recipe for what makes a wonderful mom.  I'm hoping to think of something equally clever this year, but I usually don't think that far in advance.  Maybe check back next week.

Plus I'm all distressed about the geese now...
This was my desk at 9:30 today.   I believe it is perfectly acceptable to use Skittles to survive the week before testing. 

A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.


I do typically prefer chocolate.  But I was desperate.  


Hope you've enjoyed my Five for Friday!
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31 comments

  1. Great bird story. I was pooped on by a bird when I was little. I'm glad I found your blog through the linky party. I'm a new follower.

    Katrina
    Teacher of Scholars

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  2. Ha ha Kate, I am a chocolate girl too and would really have to be desperate for skittles. Love those mother's day recipes and pot holders. :o)
    Vicky
    Traditions, Laughter and Happily Ever After

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  3. I was walking by the river once and a goose nearly flew right into my head! I'm totally freaked by them, too!
    wiardmolly@yahoo.com

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  4. Oh, Kate, I could just picture you as a little girl with those crazy geese!!!
    So glad to be friends with you! :)
    Growing Firsties

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  5. Geese can be so mean!
    Jennlz53@aol.com

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  6. What a funny story! I hope you share that with your students as a narrative writing example! That was great!

    -Maria
    Everyone deServes to Learn

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  7. Skittles are appropriate for anytime - but especially right before testing!

    Christina :)
    Apples, Books, and Crayons
    applesbooksandcrayons@gmail.com

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  8. Love reading your story and skittles are great!

    Melanie
    melanie322@yahoo.com

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  9. Those geese sound terrifying! Your mother must have freaked out!
    P.S. I broke out the Skittles at 10:30 this morning. It needed to be done!
    Colleen :-)
    colleendembs@yahoo.com
    Fun and Fearless in First

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  10. That was such a funny story - although no doubt terrifying at the time. Birds can be so freaky!

    Stef
    Miss Galvin Learns
    stefanie.galvin@gmail.com

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  11. Oh my gosh!!!!!!!!! I will never feed ducks or geese again... new level of phobia....

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  12. I went to feed geese with my aunt when I was a kid and we got attacked! My Aunt got bit on the leg. She never did take me back to the park...
    Love your blog!
    Sweet Tea and Second Grade

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  13. Hi~Found you via the linky. :) I'm Brandee, your newest follower. :)
    Brandee @ Creating Lifelong Learners

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  14. I hate when the sea gulls try to steal your food at the beach!

    jjn2home@yahoo.com

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  15. Love your blog! :o) I'm definitely a follower!

    Jennifer
    jennkeys @ gmail . com

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  16. What a story! I haven't fed any animals and I don't think I would. I will be screaming like crazy and I am way older than 6:)

    rachelmd93@gmail.com

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  17. Quite a story!
    Charleen
    charsom68@aol.com

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  18. We had geese at a local lake. Used to feed them bread crumbs...until they figured out that if they grabbed the bag, they didn't have to wait for crumbs! Smart geese...and scary! :) wendy 1stgradefireworks@gmail.com 1stgradefireworks

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  19. Skittles can fix about everything! They are so dangerous...especially if the bag is big :)
    tania
    mysecondsense@gmail.com
    My Second Sense

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  20. I knew there was a reason I didn't like white bread! (I prefer chocolate too but skittles are my back up! :)

    Katie
    kryan428@gmail.com

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  21. I remember a time when a geese thought he needed my french fries more than I did. He won.

    Debbie
    deb81992@yahoo.com

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  22. I think I would've been tramautized after that!!! Crazy geese!!

    Lisa
    Learning Is Something to Treasure
    fsuteach81@yahoo.com

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  23. Oh my! Geese are dangerous!!! I think your Mother's Day recipe gifts are so cute! As a mommy who likes to cook (gasp! I know!) I would love that!

    Leslie (a new follower! Stop by my blog and say Hi! if you get a chance!)
    leslie.hamlin@gmail.com
    First Grade and Flip Flops

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  24. My dad used to have geese in the yard, but luckily none of us were ever attacked!

    tokyoshoes at hotmail dot com

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  25. I lived in NJ for 10 years and was amazed at the damage to a nice park the geese could make. Yucko

    Valerie
    zputty@gmail.com

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  26. I LOVE these bird stories! So, so, so funny! I'm thankful I've never had a run in with a goose before! Thanks for another month of an awesome giveaways!

    œKaryn
    A is for Apple B is for Blog
    Kideducator@comcast.net

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  27. Hilarious post! I loved your tongue in cheek style! I can't wait until you are not so distressed to read about your Mother's Day idea for this year...hehe! I'm still laughing, THANKS!
    ahenry4443ah@gmail.com

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  28. I like the mother's day gift you did last year- thanks for the great idea and awesome giveaway!

    Rebecca Thompson
    thompsonr574@strose.edu

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  29. I have a similar bird story except it would be titled "When Good Swans Go Bad, When One Slice Isn't Enough." :)

    Casey
    secondgrademathmaniac@yahoo.com

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  30. Oh my word...all of these bird stories are so much fun to read I have tears from laughing so hard. Great giveaway!
    Michelle
    mjaquillard@oregoncs.org

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