Meredith and The Crow

Every two or three days, a nice crow visited Meredith at the window.

He was large and black with beautiful wings.

Meredith asked him his name. It was Edwin Eduardo.

Edwin seemed very wise to Meredith because he always talked about the museums where he went and the elaborate food that he ate.

On the other hand, Meredith had never gone to the museum, and always ate the same food.

When Edwin went to find her, they talked together- usually with Edwin as the teacher and Meredith as the student.

“Have you heard of Leonardo Da Vinci?”

“No” Responded Meredith. “But he seems very important!”

“Yes, extremely important! He is a very famous artist!”

“An artist? I don’t know anything about art!” Said Meredith.

“I met him one time and I also helped him with his art!” “It’s too dark, Leo!”

“GAH!”

“Really! Amazing! I hope I will be like you!”

Edwin laughed. “It is still possible for you, Meredith. You are a sweet and funny cat. Remember to read a lot of philosophy and history! Now…”

“Now I need to go to find another of my friends, Edgar Allen Poe, who is writing a poem about me.”

“Yes,” she said happily “thank you so much Edwin! Good day!”

“Good day Meredith! Ciao!”

And he flew away.

Meredith sat and thought.

“Now I need to learn how to read!”