That was the very cry with which the Little Book Bird flew to the Wise Owl’s favourite tree, where he loved to sit quietly and read his books.
“We have a website now! The Author finally made it!” chirped the Little Book Bird once again. “Now we have our own home. We will live here, travel, and…”
“That is wonderful news!” replied the Wise Owl, gently putting aside the book he had been reading. “Tell me, please, what is it like?”
“It’s… about us. About our journeys. Just like when we travelled in The Book About Birds, remember? We met so many interesting friends back then. That was our very first journey, and I loved it so much! Now the website has the book – and games based on it too. Just imagine, there is even a blog where you and I can write our own stories!” The Little Book Bird paused for a moment to catch her breath. “And the Author promised to write the next book if we go on another journey together. We will go, won’t we?”
“I think we will,” said the Wise Owl thoughtfully. “Our first journey went very well. We were lucky to meet many friends and share their stories in the book.”
“You mentioned there are games based on the book. What kind of games are they? I only remember that the book had tasks, coloring pages, and cut-outs to help rebuild our travel pictures.”
“They are like little story-games. You know, there is a puzzle with the entire map of our journey! It has everything – the forest, the river, the field… even our forest school! And there is also an interesting game about the cuckoo, where you try to stop it from putting its egg into another bird’s nest. After our journey, I know it’s just how the cuckoo lives – but still, it feels unfair!” exclaimed the Little Book Bird.
“All living creatures behave in different ways – you already know that,” replied the Wise Owl calmly. “But it is good that now we have a place where we can remember and talk about it.”
The Little Book Bird fell silent for a moment, then chirped cheerfully again, “Having our own home is wonderful!”
And off she flew back to the forest school to share the news with her friends.
The Wise Owl said nothing. He simply opened his book again and smiled.