Wednesday, August 7, 2013

A black swan feeds its fish friends every day to the amazement of passers by.The swan picks up the feed and takes it to the mouths of the waiting fish.They became close friends after 3 years of playing together, Every time I come to feed the swan, all the fish follow him to the bank, with mouths open. And he takes the food and puts some into each of the hungry mouths.When everyone has eaten enough, the swan goes back onto the water and plays with his fish friends again. ? ?

A black swan feeds its fish friends every day to the amazement of passers by.The swan picks up the feed and takes it to the mouths of the waiting fish.They became close friends after 3 years of playing together, Every time I come to feed the swan, all the fish follow him to the bank, with mouths open. And he takes the food and puts some into each of the hungry mouths.When everyone has eaten enough, the swan goes back onto the water and plays with his fish friends again. ? ?
A black swan feeds its fish friends every day to the amazement of passers by.The swan picks up the feed and takes it to the mouths of the waiting fish.They became close friends after 3 years of playing together, Every time I come to feed the swan, all the fish follow him to the bank, with mouths open. And he takes the food and puts some into each of the hungry mouths.When everyone has eaten enough, the swan goes back onto the water and plays with his fish friends again. ? ?
Polka Dot Birthday Party Tutu
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perfect tiny bear by be cheery
Mrs. Mary Couchman, a 24-year-old warden of a small Kentish Village, shields three little children, among them her son, as bombs fall during an air attack on October 18, 1940. The three children were playing in the street when the siren suddenly sounded. Bombs began to fall as she ran to them and gathered the three in her arms, protecting them with her body. Complimented on her bravery, she said, "Oh, it was nothing. Someone had to look after the children."
Mrs. Mary Couchman, a 24-year-old warden of a small Kentish Village, shields three little children, among them her son, as bombs fall during an air attack on October 18, 1940. The three children were playing in the street when the siren suddenly sounded. Bombs began to fall as she ran to them and gathered the three in her arms, protecting them with her body. Complimented on her bravery, she said, "Oh, it was nothing. Someone had to look after the children."

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