Christian
When I was a little boy, I spent hours in my grandfather's apple orchard. Just sitting quietly by myself under the shade of the many apple trees. It was the only place where I truly felt at ease. My grandfather would often come and sit next to me. Every time he sat next to me he would ask me a philosophical question about life, the universe, and the world around us. Once, he told me a story about a little boy that had found a baby eagle that had fallen from his nest. The boy couldn't let the baby eagle die, so he took him home and cared for the animal, raising it with a lot of love and patience. The eagle grew and grew and before the boy knew, the eagle had gotten so big that it didn't fit in its birdcage anymore. The boy's mother told him that the bird was all grown up and read
