In the beginning...
The mist begin to melt away as the sun rose over the lush green canopy of trees.
A faint whistle could be heard as a single bird swooped down from a branch,calling to the other birds beneath him.With that one whistle,all the other birds in the jungle began to respond.Pretty soon,the entire Brazilian rain forest was full of the sounds of birds singing.Even a couple of little eggs cracks popped out to dance!
“Hey!” a mother bird shouted as a big group of colorful parrots and toucans and cockatiels flew by.But none of them slowed down-the rain forest was hopping with samba-style music and all the birds were excited to start the new day.
All except one.
Little baby Blu sat alone in his nest,frozen with fear.He was a very young bird-only just hatched-and he didn’t yet know how to fly!He desperately wanted to join the others in their song and dance,but he was too afraid.The nest seemed to be very high up and just looking down made him dizzy.
But then he watched the beautiful birds of all varieties having such a fun time,and something surprising happened.He noticed he was bobbing his head a little to the rhythm.Pretty soon,he was tapping his talons,getting into the groove!
All of a sudden,Blu got scared again-it seemed like his whole nest was vibrating!But when he turned around,he realized what was causing all the vibrations:his own butt!He was shaking his tail feathers to the music!
Just then a mother and her new chicks soared past his nest and Blu felt a surge of inspiration-now was the time!
He took one timid step toward the edge of his nest.Then another.And then...just as Blu was about to take the plunge out of his nest and into the beautiful dancing canopy of birds and leaves below,he heard an ugly,rumbling,roaring noise.The birds stopped singing all at once and as Blu watched,he saw something he’d never seen before.Something hulking and square and...
It was a truck.One of many trucks and jeeps full of poachers-men who steal wild birds!All the birds darted this way and that in a panic.The men tossed nets through the air as birds of all shapes and sizes squawked with fear.
Blu turned his head in either direction,watching as birds who one minute ago had been singing at the top of their lungs were now caught in the nets.It was a horrible sight.He heard a loud sound and got startled.As he jumped out of the way,he hit the edge of his nest...and slipped!
Down,down,down Blu was falling!He tried to open his wings and flap them but it was no use-he hadn’t learned how to flt yet.Instead,he plopped all the way to the ground,landing in a large pole of leaves.Just as he looked up at his towering nest,a cage dropped down around him.
He had been caught.
The poachers packed Blu’s cage into a shipping crate.Then they slammed a door on a cargo plane,which took off down the runway with little Blu inside.
Meanwhile,in a sleepy town in Minnesota called Moose Lake Village,a little girl named Linda was wishing and hoping for the perfect present.Moose Lake Village was cold and quiet and flat.There were no lush green trees or brightly colored birds here.There was snow-and lots of it.Snow blanketed the beautiful countryside as the eye could see.
In the morning,as the town was just waking up,a truck containing Blu’s cage rumbled along.All of a sudden, as the truck lurched over some snow, one of the locks on the back door shook loose,and out fell the crate-with Blu still inside.The truck turned a corner and was gone,leaving Blu’s crate all alone in the street.
Blu chirped and chirped for help, until finally a shadow passed over him.The shadow belong to Linda.She was smiling as her up.Little Blu was nervous at first,but then he smiled a little,too.He knew he’d be safe and happy with this girl.
And for many years, he was...