Nama sekolah : SEKOLAH KEBANGSAAN ASSUN

Nama Peserta : Joshua Balan Anak John Supie

An Autobiography Of A Parrot

Good morning to the honorable judges, precise timekeeper, teachers, all my fellow
contestants and friends. Today, I am going to tell you a story, about an autobiography of a
parrot. Good morning! Good morning! sounded a wonderful parrot.
Isnt it nice to have a parrot in your home?

Well, first, let me tell you about this clever intelligent bird. Hmm Hmmm thats
me. You consider us, the parrots, as the most beautiful of the birds. That is very true, but
our beauty is second only to the peacock. Many people admire my beautiful green body, or,
my curved yellow beak. My body is very clean and smooth. The feathers are well kept by
me. This beak is very useful to break all the hard nut shell, and I can eat the food easily.
Yummy, yummy! Others admire the golden band around my neck. It is like an expensive
necklace.

Most humans like to teach me how to talk. Sometimes the words are very difficult
to say, but we must try hard to learn, right? I have indeed an ability to speak and sing, but
not in Academy Fantasia. But, I can only speak the words, that I have been taught and
nothing more. If you ask me any question, I will repeat only the same words. Boring, right?
Humans like to provoke me to talk. I am not angry, because, not many animals or birds can
talk. Isnt it wonderful? That is why the saying Repeat like a parrot came about.
Ha Ha... It describes someone who repeats things without knowing its meaning.

I was born, in hole, on the side of a big tree. I came out of an egg, and then I saw
my mother. Wow! She is a beauty. I hope I will be pretty as her too. Do you think so? She
fed me with fruits, nuts and grains. So tasty and I wanted more. Every day she will find
food to feed me until I was able to fly. Talking about flying, I was embarrassed when I
took my first flight. I fell down in a well, it hurt, but my mother encouraged me to try
again and again. She was the most patient and loving mother I had ever had. Thank you,
mother. Later she taught me how to find food for myself. Then it was time to leave my
mother. It was a sad day and I remembered it till now.

When I left my mother, I was flying about to get my food, and I was one day
caught in a net by a boy. He sold me to a fine young gentleman. He keeps me in a cozy nest
and cage till now. He is my master who taught me how to talk, and I am able to tell you the
story of my life right here. I hope you like my story, as much as I love to share with you.
Thank you.