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I was really quiet and stayed there watching the raven talk for a long time. After 20 minutes, I said, "Hello there raven." When it looked at me with a face of fright, I said, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Then I slowly reached out and picked up the raven. I sat it on the carpet while I sat on my bed and started chatting with the raven. I asked the raven how he got there by my bedroom window? Then he said, "When I was flying around I hit the telephone wire and fell down and landed on the road. I hopped to the nearest house and jumped up on the window ledge. I'm so glad I stopped here. Now I have someone to talk to."
We talked for a long time. Finally I asked the raven how he learned how to talk? He had a hard time explaining that question. He thought about it for maybe 10 minutes, then he said, "A long time ago when I was growing up, my parents got killed by these kids with a BB gun, and after flying around for a long time I found a talking parrot and stayed with him. After awhile I started getting the hang of talking like him. So that's who taught me how to talk."
I was very amazed by the raven. But I was getting tired. When I looked at my watch it was 5:30 A.M., so I told the raven he'd better be on his way, and I let him go out the window. I watched him take off, and as he was flying I heard him yell back, "Take care!" I waved goodbye to the raven and then went to bed. I wondered if I would ever see that raven again?
Lois Moore
Marshall
Cultural Atlas
