By Philip D. Eastman
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Copyright renewed 1988 by Mary L. Eastman. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. , and simultaneously in Canada by Random House of Canada Limited, Toronto. 1 Contents Cover Title Page Copyright First Page A mother bird sat on her egg. The egg jumped. ” said the mother bird. “My baby will be here! ” she said. ” So away she went. The egg jumped. It jumped, and jumped, and jumped! Out came the baby bird! ” he said. He looked for her. He looked up. He did not see her.
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So away she went. The egg jumped. It jumped, and jumped, and jumped! Out came the baby bird! ” he said. He looked for her. He looked up. He did not see her. He looked down. He did not see her. “I will go and look for her,” he said. So away he went. Down, out of the tree he went. Down, down, down! It was a long way down. The baby bird could not fly. He could not fly, but he could walk. “Now I will go and find my mother,” he said. He did not know what his mother looked like. He went right by her.