Abeautiful parrot lived a carefree life in the jungle. she liked to listen to the humans talk, repeating what she heard. one day, an evil trapper named bert heard her talking, and thought, “i’m going to trap this bird and sell her." he used a piece of delicious papaya to lure her. she wanted the fruit and came down to take a bite. she didn’t see the trapper’s net until it was too late! bert put the parrot in a cage. the parrot was very sad, and she tried using the words she learned to convince bert to set her free: “let me out,” she said. but bert would not set her free. then she got an idea to chew on the lock of her cage. just when she’d almost given up, she nally got the lock open. bert grabbed his net and tried to catch her. but she squawked, “bye, bye! ” and soon she was free in the big blue sky. rewrite in first person view

Have you ever had the wind ruffle your feathers, or hear the noises of the jungle below you, as you soar the sky? It's the most wonderful feeling. The feeling of freedom. Just free to roam the vast jungle.

But animals and bugs aren't the only ones who inhabit the jungles, humans do too. They sometimes set camp up near my resting place. During the night I love listening to the strange beings speak in their native tongue. I have learned a few words just from how long I listen to them.

I thought they were innocent beings. Just minding their own business, and traveling the jungle like me. One of the men offered me a juicy piece of papaya. Of course, not to be rude, I floated down towards the mans outstretched arm and perched myself on his wrist. I started to nibble on the fruit, happy that the man had offered it to me. But, clearly his intentions weren't the best. I saw he had a net in his other hand. I didn't process it until the net was already covering me.

I squawked in frustration and flapped my wings angerly at the man. With my claws I dug into the mans flesh and cut his arm. He yelled in rage then hit me to the ground, the net still weighing me down, keeping me from soaring the great blue sky.  

I started screeching in the humans language, "Let me out!"

The men all laughed at me. I was pathetic to them, a stupid bird who had no idea how to escape. It set a fire in me. A fire called determination.

I thought one of the men came over to release me back into the jungle. I thought they were done laughing at my misery, only to learn he secured me in a cage. He tied the door shut with a thin rope for security.

Once all the men had their backs turned to me I began to nibble on the rope. It took several minutes of chewing to finally snap the rope. I clawed at the door which now was insecure.

The men turned to see me zoom out of the cage. For good measure--and a bit of mockery--I squawked, "Bye bye," as I flew into the lush forest. I laughed to myself as I watched the men yell and curse at me. But what does it matter? I was free at last.

Okay...so I might have overdone it a little, but I hope this helps you with your homework. Good luck and please don't plagiarize (you probably will anyway) lol.

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explanation:

this is what i put and it was correct

it's a way for authors to communicate with reader in this time period. books from the past can teach us about life.