The benefits of being a kiwi

Day 1,064, 08:40 Published in New Zealand Republic of Moldova by Ion Anapoda
Motto:
They look in every thoughtless nest
Where birds are cover'd warm;
They visit caves of every beast,
to keep them all from harm
W. Blake, Night

Somebody said that I was a kiwi, and now I am indeed a kiwi. Not a single one, not a special one, and not even a likable one, just a kiwi among others. A kiwi with proud and ambitions which you will never see in practice; a kiwi with no money to spend on anything but dreams; a kiwi with nothing more than a heart and some feathers.

I spent my last three days here among other kiwis and I learnt that if I am to be a true kiwi I have to be ambitions. That was my first lesson. A lesson which I have to take into consideration for the future of course. But I think it will take me more than a month to put it in action. And that, I say, would be a very optimistic prediction. Why? Well, let us see what are for now my benefits of being a kiwi.

First, I can work, and I work pretty hard, I dare to say, and when I work I don`t think, but after that I start thinking. And what I think about is what is my reward after a day of hard work. Nothing much actually, just enough to buy some food but not enough to care for a gun. Which take me to the conclusion that it is grate to be a kiwi but not rewarded.

Second, I can talk. Not in Maori, which would have given me the opportunity to understand the natives (and maybe the birds), but in English. Except that English is not my first language, and when I talk some people think I should not. Maybe it is a good think and I will take it into consideration for my future development, but for now I can only say that it is my right and I will proudly benefit from it.

Third, I can be a member of community, which I am and I may be for some times. It is a great community, many seem to know each other and to gather in more or less bigger groups. They say it is for the benefit of the country and I believe they are right. Nobody should stay aside and hunt those little and sometimes helpless birds.

Fourth, I can join a Party, which I did from the first day I came here. It is the biggest and the strongest Party around, and of course my membership is nothing else but a number in a group, but I can still vote myself if I am to go for elections and even to win. Who knows what all these wild birds think when it comes for their interests.

Fifth, I can fight if I want to, but I will not. And that is not because I don`t have enough courage or because there are not any fights, but because I can`t. My employee wants me fresh and healthy and if I go to battles I can be harmed. And you know better that nobody in this land would ever want a wounded bird to take care of.

So, I am proud to be a kiwi and I still consider it an honour, but this does not feed me and does not make me richer. Maybe in a month or so all this can change a bit, but till then I am still a poor little bird who tries hard not to convince himself about letting all this benefits for others.

English is not my native language, so all the mistakes are regrettable and not intentional.