The paddy fields were wriggling with life. It was a good place for the night heron to stalk his prey as the sun went down over the green, swampy countryside. A sleepy flock of sparrows watched him from their branch, quite fascinated by his skill and his clever tactics to attract fish. He picked up a small pebble and plopped it in the water, then agitate…
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