the-story-of-the-dodo

ByAliceThestoryofthedodoOnceuponatimeIlivedontheislandofMauritius.Iwascalled“dodo”.Thereweremanyofusandwewerefriendswithalltheotheranimalsontheisland.Onedayanewanimalcametomyisland.HisnamewasMan,andatfirstweseemedtobegoodfriends.WewenteverywheretogetherandIsharedmyfoodwithhim.However,Ibegantowonderwhyseveralofmydodofriendshaddisappeared.Thenthenumberofourspeciesbegantodecreasequickly.IwassoworriedthatIaskedtheotheranimalsandtheyalltoldme,“YourfriendsarebeingkilledandeatenbyManwhileyouarehuntingforfood.”HadManeatenthem?Icouldn’tbelieveit!WhenIaskedMandirectly,heseemedsurprised.“Ihaven’tseentheotherdodoseither.”hesaid.“Maybesomeoneelsekilledthem.”IbelievedhimbutwhenmoredodosdisappearedIsetatrap.IwentoffasifIwasgoingtohuntbutinsteadIhidintheforestandwaited.SureenoughMancamealong.Heranafterthelastofmydodofriendsandkilledher.IfeltsoangrythatIrushedoutofmyhidingplaceandstraightatMan’sspear.Hekilledmetoo.Afterthattherewerenomoredodosintheworld.Somymottois:becarefulwhoyoutrust.