“So gather around sparrows I need your full attention, and stop drinking that water. We have more important things to do.”
“But Mr. Crow we all like a good drop of water at a meeting. We get so thirsty chirping all the time.”
“In that case I would ask the sparrows to refrain from over chirping and listen to what I have to say, as the appointed chief crow.
Last year it was noticed that as soon as the human cast out the daily crumbs the sparrows were stuffing themselves, before we crows had a chance to collect a beak full.”
“Of couse, you crows have bigger beaks that we do, and we have to be the first to make sure we do not starve.”
“If I remember rightly, you are the sparrow that fell off his perce on the branch of a tree because you were overweight, after eating so many bread crumbs.”
“That is exactly what we sparrows mean. If the crows arrive first, we sparrows have no chance. They stuff their beaks full with so much bread that we sparrows only get the crummy rests.”
“Listen you cheeky sparrow. We crows were here before you even thought of coating yourself with an eggshell. Our dynasty has been living here for many years in our colony, and we have a right to first pickings when the human distributes the bread pieces in the morning. This Winter we crows expect more respect from the junior members of the bird life here.
There will be snow and ice and we all want to survive. The sparrows will wait, perched on a branch whilst we crows will have the first choice.”
“But that’s not fair, the crows take at least 3-4 pieces of bread at once and we are only left with the crumbs.”
“That is the way the bread crumbles sparrow. We have to maintain our species here, we have a reputation to keep. We crows are built for bigger things and we cannot have the sparrows falling out of their nests due to overweight.”
And so the crows and sparrows left the meeting in a flurry of feathers and pecks. In the meanwhile the human was preparing her strategy for the next Winter. She felt so sorry for those poor little sparrows when the crows were helping themselves to the largest pieces of bread. She decided the next Winter she would made two piles for the birds. One would be the bread cubes and the other the crumbs. That way all the birds would be satisfied. And then the starlings arrived, but that is another problem to be solved.