The Confused Sparrow often carried a piece of paper to sit and look at. One might find this to be an unusual exercise, to me, but not to the Sparrow, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was amazing. Who would have thought, a piece of paper being the chosen thing.
The Confused Sparrow carried a pencil sharpener that they would sometimes embrace. One might say this is an extraordinary approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Sparrow, who had come to the conclusion it would be entertaining. Strangely, a pencil sharpener was the thing that was chosen.
The Confused Sparrow always carried a big sponge that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was considered to be a weird and wonderful thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Sparrow, who assumed that this idea is magnificent. A big sponge is the thing to opt for.
The Confused Sparrow desperately wanted a sword that they would sit and look at. It should have been a surprising proposal, to my children, but not to the Sparrow, who had decided that it was in fact, simply life. Who would have imagined, a sword was the item that was opted for.
The Confused Sparrow craved for a Harry Potter wand that they would occasionally demolish. This might appear to be a fairly new activity, to my dad, but not to the Sparrow, who had decided that this idea is miraculous. A Harry Potter wand would be the chosen thing.
The Confused Sparrow wanted a pen that they sometimes demolish. It was a fairly funny undertaking, to my children, but not to the Sparrow, who felt that this idea is exciting. Remarkably, a pen would be the thing that was chosen.