Hello
I live next door to a bird vet and every morning the staff release their cockatoo outside to vegetate on the short hedge that divides our properties apart. Every morning he yells, "HELL-OW" in that Australian twang to whoever that may listen, and since our kitchen is right beside the area he situates, the movement and conversations of breakfast in our household fuel him into a frenzy of hellos. I have started to call him Hello because it is the only word he knows. Hello Hello. Isn't that a beautiful outlook on life, to greet everything in welcome?
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