A. She was a big black bird with glossy feathers and a bright eye. She had a big black bill and black wings.
Q. Did she have a good voice for singing?
A. No. She could only say “caw, caw, caw,” in a hoarse, croaking voice.
Q. Where was she?
A. On the limb of a tree.
Q. Could the Fox reach her?
A. No. She was safe.
Q. What did she think of herself?
A. She thought she was pretty and smart and could sing.
Q. What would you say of her manners?