Peter and the Hawk

It was a clear sunny day. The afternoon sky was crystal blue with streaks of clouds here and there. Warm rays of sunshine shone on flowers of all hues in the garden. Peter, a young boy of about seven, was lying on the velvety carpet of grass outside his home after school. Both hands behind his head and legs bent at an angle, he gazed and gazed in the mesmerizing blue depth of the sky. He could hear his mother calling him inside the house to start his homework but being weary of his monotonous routine, he decided to lie down for a few more minutes. He continued staring towards the sky. A couple of hawks were swarming in the sky. Peter felt soothed seeing their gliding movements in the sky. “If I were a hawk, I would hover around in the sky all day without any worries”, thought Peter with longing… No sooner had he thought this that one of...