As I was taking my daily walk through the park, I saw a baby bird stumbling as it tried to get up and fly. I assumed that it had fallen out of his nest in the tree above. It looked so pitiful as it tried to fly again. It broke my heart. As I picked the baby bird up to examine why he couldn't fly, there I saw it. He had broken his wing. Carefully I took him home and showed my mother the bird, and she helped me patch up its wing. Tomorrow my mother and I will be taking him to the vet to make sure he gets the proper care he needs and is fully out of danger. We named him Bob.
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Answer: Poor bird was in so much pain I felt so glad to help the bird out of its pain. The bird was a very beautiful bird with black eyes and dark brown hazelnut body and a yellowish green wings her foot was injured and she was so grateful when I helped her feel much better
