-wormy on a pan-

Observed something well... pitiful but necessary perhaps on my way to church this morning. Just thought mebbe I'd recount.

Behind my house theres an sorta slightly forested open field behind the International French School. Beside the field is a canal which sometimes if you're really lucky you'll be able to catch a blue collared kingfisher fishing in the canal. Really a work of pure art. The story today is not about that however.

Today as I was walking along the footpath sandwiched between the back of the school and the field to the bus stop, saw this crow(are the yellow beak birds called crows? dont matter.. where was i) looming above something squirming frantically on the ground below. Walking closer I noticed it was a poor earthworm just 2-3 cm away from freedom-the field- jerking and flipping in agony. The bird was poking at it and seemed so bent on eating it that it didnt flinch even when I walked by just abt 1-half metres away. Two things flashed through my mind then.

1. I could save that poor worm. It was really pathetic ok.. Really sad..
2. I could walk away and not deprive the bird of his/her fodder.

In the end I chose the latter. This happened around nine am. And it has been bugging me the whole day. I wished I hadn't seen the poor thing. I wished i had saved the poor thing. I guess this happens practically everyday anyway. Just that I don't see it.

Haiz.. Poor wormy.. Sorry I didn't save you though I had the power..
Then again.. Every coin has two sides.. I'm still waithing for the birds thank you gesture.. A feather pen would be nice...