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As the spring days grew longer, her body grew heavier, and she knew that it was time to prepare for a baby bird.

She built her nest of twigs and straw on the middle branches of the huge mulberry tree. Inside the nest, which was lined with soft feathers pulled from her body, she laid one lovely, pale blue egg. She knew that the baby bird inside the egg needed the heat of her body next to him in order to grow. She was pleased with the egg and admired it for a moment before lowering her warm breast into the nest to protect it.

When the right number of days had passed, she felt the egg move slightly. As she rose from the nest she heard a scratching sound from inside the egg. Soon the scratching became a tap-tap tapping, and suddenly the shell cracked!

First the baby bird’s beak appeared, then his sweet little pink-feathered body stretched the crack wider and wider, until finally he tumbled out, and the shell fell away.

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