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Al 10 final
Al 10 final
3. Children do better in their exams. Their diets contain high level of protein
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5. Looking straight at the student through his bifocals, the professor awaited
his answer.
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On October 21, I went outdoors for my early morning chores. Suddenly, I saw a
young male hummingbird. I couldn't believe my eyes as I thought these birds should
have migrated by then. I quickly looked around the garden as hummingbirds usually
need to feed once every ten to fifteen minutes and my garden was bare. This bird
would have nothing to eat so I hung out a feeder containing liquid nectar. However,
the bird didn't seem to know what to do with it and kept circling a particular spot.
Finally, I placed a trail of plants leading to my conservatory, a special room where I
grew my flowers. When the hummingbird came inside, I closed the door behind him
to keep him safe and then set up another feeder. The bird went from flower to flower
before he discovered the feeder. He liked the nectar and fed on it for the rest of the
day.
Offering Squeak a balanced diet now became my main concern. Besides nectar,
hummingbirds need protein from insects. The ornithologist then suggested Nektar-
Plus. I kept two feeders of this complete diet going at all times. As hummingbirds
love to bathe, I also bought a small plastic bird bath for Squeak. But he had different
plans as bath time was always a game to him. He would rather slide around on the
wet leaves and get his entire body soaked. After bathing, he would fly around the
room to dry himself. Once when he became sick, I had to nurse him back to health.
In early May, the other hummingbirds returned and when Squeak spotted them
outside, he became excited, chattering and flying rapidly to and fro. One day, I saw
him and another hummingbird hovering beak to beak with the window between them
and I knew then what had to be done. As much as I loved having Squeak, I realized
that I had to let him go. That morning, as usual, Squeak had a shower after which I
opened the door in the conservatory. I then coaxed him with a treat in my hand. He
came over for a sip, then flew back inside. He did it again and again. Each time I
moved farther away and after much coaxing, he finally came all the way out to where
I was. He took a drink, then inspected a plant hanging on the porch. Suddenly he
lifted up, flew over the roof of the house - and was gone. My eyes filled with tears. I
was sorry for releasing him - yet I also knew it was for the best.