The little bird that I am..

This morning the driver of my bus was whistling. And he did not whistle in any random fashion, but like a little birdy.

Listening him whistle made the ride very pleasant. When I stepped out of the bus, the sun was shining very brightly and the birds (this time real ones) chirped cheerfully. Can you have a nicer morning?

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Aamulla bussini kuski vihelteli. Eikä vihellellyt ihan miten sattuu, vaan aivan kuin pieni lintu.

Sitä kuunnellessa matka taitui mukavasti. Kun astuin ulos bussista, aurinko paistoi ja linnut (ihan oikeat) visersivät iloisesti. Voiko aamu paremmin alkaa?

By Crumpet