My Little Sparrow

My Little Sparrow searched for a radiator that they sometimes sleep with. It was a fairly strange action, to me and my parents, but not to the Sparrow, who feels it was magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a radiator is the thing to choose.

My Little Sparrow wanted a sponge that they liked to eat. One might consider this to be an original activity, to my mum, but not to the Sparrow, who had decided it was entertaining. Remarkably, a sponge being the chosen thing.

My Little Sparrow craved for a mug that they would often cuddle. It would be a new operation, to most, but not to the Sparrow, who had come to the conclusion it was miraculous. A mug was the chosen thing.

My Little Sparrow needed a piece of paper that they sometimes put down their trousers. This seems to be an exciting operation, to you and me, but not to the Sparrow, who had decided it would be miraculous. A piece of paper was the chosen item.

My Little Sparrow desperately wanted a piece of paper that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. It might be an odd thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Sparrow, who felt that it was in fact, stunning. Bizarrely, a piece of paper would be the thing that was chosen.

My Little Sparrow owned a spade that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It is a somewhat surprising idea, to some, but not to the Sparrow, who felt that this idea was wonderous. A spade was the chosen thing.