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Adventures of Aimi
“May I hold a tiny little baby chick?” Aimi asked.
“Yes, you may,” said the zoo lady in the zoo uniform. She put a tiny little baby chick into Aimi’s hands. “Hold it gently,” she said.
“Look, Grami!” Aimi whispered. “I’m holding a tiny little baby chick.”
“I see that,” said Grami. “You look very good
together.”
Aimi
giggled. “Their fuzzy feathers tickle my hands!” Aimi stroked a tiny wing with one finger. She was
very careful. The little creamy-white feathers felt very soft. Aimi giggled again.
“Grami, are you still watching?” she asked.
“Yes, I am,” Grami replied. “And the camera man is still taking pictures.”
Aimi sighed. “The tiny little baby chicks don’t have colorful feathers like Peacock,” she said. “And they don’t talk like Keeto.”
“That’s true,” said the zoo lady in the zoo uniform. “But tiny little baby chicks are cute and fluffy and soft.”
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