Building a Birdhouse
Match the words with the pictures to open the story gate.
bricks
Straw
Mud
Cement
Bushes
Eli and I were walking on a grass field.
We were swinging our arms. We were happily talking.
I told Eli, “We are in abeautiful landscape, aren’t we?”
Suddenly, she shouted, “Yes Riri, and I have an idea! Let’s build a birdhouse here.”
She was really happy, but I didn’t know how to build one.
So I grabbed straws and bushes but Eli stopped me. She smiled and said, “No, Riri. We cannot build it out of straw”
Then, a strong wind blew and took the straws out of my hands. Eli giggled and said, “See, that was the reason Riri. We must build a house that is stable.”
So I said, “Okay Eli, Let’s try another one. I grabbed mud from the ground. I shaped it like a house. I was really proud this time.
But then rain clouds formed above.
The rain melted all my hard work. I was really sad. But, Eli flew over my shoulder. She said, “Don’t worry Riri, I know you tried your best. Let me help.”.
I wiped my electronic tears and smiled. We searched for different materials. But, we couldn’t find any.
Then Eli suggested bricks and cement. I remembered our house. It was also built with bricks and cement.
We worked hard with cement to build a bird house. A strong wind or a heavy rain couldn’t destroy it.
