The Goldfinch Spreads her Wings
by Cymone Lenio Van Marter
The Goldfinch huddled beneath damp leaves as she waited for the rain to cease. It had a rainy spring, and had grown tired of the wetness. She shivered and longed for the days when it was warm and she could flit about in the sky.
The rain eventually tamed to a drizzle and the Goldfinch spread her golden wings, thinking this was the best she’d get for a while. She fluttered her wings and flew toward the highest tree in the forest, her home. She dove down to the crown and landed lightly in her nest. There, her one egg awaited her. She chipped at it lovingly and settled on top of it.
Just then, her egg began to vibrate. The Goldfinch hopped off and watched in wonder as little claws emerged. Egg shell bits flew everywhere, causing the Goldfinch to flap her wings and hover a little way out of the nest.
Peep! The chick broke out and wriggled about lamely in its nest. It was wet and covered with bits of eggshell, but when it dried and was cleaned it would be a fluffy.
Just then came the sound of terrifying cries of a bald eagle. The Goldfinch chirped in alarm when the dark shadow fell upon her.
“Food!” The eagle cried and in one swift movement snatched the chick out of the nest, carrying it far with just a few magnificent flaps of its mighty wings.
“No!” Without thinking Goldfinch took off after it, ignoring the fact that the eagle could eat her, too. She darted through the air, the wind at her back making her glide swiftly. She soon caught up to the eagle, and, not knowing what else to do, landed on it’s back. She plucked out some of her own feathers and tied them together to make a harness. She then threw the harness over the eagles head, wrapping it around its neck like a rope, pulling this way and that, forcing the eagle to turn as she directed.
The Goldfinch steared the eagle towards the clever raven’s nest. A swarm of angry ravens darted from their branches, charging toward the confused eagle. The Goldfinch took her chance. She slipped off the eagles back and snatched her chick out of his huge claws while he was distracted by the charging ravens.
The Goldfinch flew back to her nest. She dropped her baby within, singing with pride. She spread her wings, catching the last light of the sun.