Compassion

**A Bird in the Hand** From my childhood, I cherish the sweet memory of holding a sparrow in my hands. Its heart raced wildly, igniting my curiosity. Gazing into its small, beady eyes, I couldn't help but smile as it chirped and whined, pleading for freedom. Yet, in its desperation, it bit down on my thumb, yearning to escape and explore the world. The realization struck me hard. “Yay! You better let that bird go before it pecks your nose,” warned Nana. That day marked a turning point; I gently released the little bird, whispering, “Up, up, and away, dear friend. I truly apologize.” In that moment, I learned the importance of compassion and letting go.