Jeremy the Crow, Part I

4 Feb

[Written as a birthday present for a very precious little boy, this is the first of a three-part story.]


“Screeeeeeech!” went the car tyres angrily, as they were forced to halt. “Silly crow!” glared the lady inside, her eyes sparking behind the wheel. Jeremy hopped to the pavement as briskly as he could, and stood there, head cocked to one side. The dust from the retreating tyres tickled his nose and tears pricked his deep black eyes. Brushing them away with one feathery wing, he busied himself with some berries on the ground and tried not to think about the sad feeling in his heart.



Jeremy had been born in the perfect curve of a dish antenna, a squawking, ragged bundle among his brothers and sisters. His early days were perfect: warm, wet and milky, as he huddled close to his Mamacita and slept soundly. As time rolled by, like the big construction trucks that often passed their nest, Jeremy’s siblings began to stretch their wings. First, just a little. Then, some more. More, more, a little further, until they were ready to attempt their first flight. Taking their positions, they steadied their gangly feet, craned their necks, stretched out their wings and looked eye-poppingly eager. “Now!” said Mamacita, waving a leaf to signal “go”, and one by one, they cleared the rim of the satellite dish and found themselves flapping furiously in mid-air. Jeremy waited in line patiently, a little nervous about the prospect of leaving home.



Finally, when it was his turn, Mamacita looked over at him, smiled and said “Now!” He swallowed hard and spread his wings. His scrawny legs wobbled as he stood on tip-toe and craned his neck as far out as he could. He strained his eyes some more in the hope that he’d see beyond the curved grey of the dish. It was no use. He was confronted by a formidable wall of steel and would have to fly higher than its rim. Flapping tentatively, he levitated about mid-way. Gaining momentum, he worked hard to move skyward and finally, the rim fell below his eyes.



The world parted its curtains for Jeremy. In that one instant, he saw great white towers and shiny cars with wheels as dark as his body and children chasing a striped ball and trees waving green flags, telling him he could do it. Sunshine patted his thin little neck and far away he could hear a flute singing.  Jeremy couldn’t believe his bulging eyes. Oh to think he almost didn’t leave Mamacita’s home! As time stood still, so did his wings. And the next thing Jeremy knew, he had crashed back into the dish, his leg twisted at a strange angle, a sharp pain searing through it.


(to be continued…….)

20 Responses to “Jeremy the Crow, Part I”

  1. Piper.. February 4, 2009 at 10:04 am #

    (to be continued…….)…

    Soon I hope. Cant wait to read the end!

  2. Mamma Mia! Me a Mamma?!? February 4, 2009 at 11:00 am #

    *sharp intake of breath* What next? What next? What NEXT???

  3. Manju February 4, 2009 at 7:28 pm #

    oh let Jeremy be okay please!!!!!! waiting with bated breath….

  4. Anamika February 4, 2009 at 9:44 pm #

    We are not the target audience for this, right? So why make us wait?
    Tell us what happened next. Quick now. (please 🙂 )

  5. sukanya February 4, 2009 at 9:47 pm #

    another wow!!! you leave me speechless everytime with your write ups. seriously. i am in awe of you. can you give me some writing tips? i suck…royally.
    can’t wait for the other two parts….write as quickly as you can

  6. girlonthebridge February 4, 2009 at 10:07 pm #

    Really you need THREE parts? what you think, we have ADD?

  7. Happy Karma February 4, 2009 at 10:08 pm #

    OJ, you write so beautifully. Oh , who would think, of a crow being born in ‘the perfect curve of a dish antenna’…

  8. dipali February 4, 2009 at 10:43 pm #

    Ditto M4 above- the suspense is killing me, OJ!

  9. maidinmalaysia February 4, 2009 at 10:47 pm #

    how do i pronounce Mamacita?


    or Mama sita?

    or Mama kita?

  10. M.... February 5, 2009 at 2:40 am #

    Tell me more Tell me more…..

  11. Mish February 5, 2009 at 8:00 am #

    ohh do complete it fast!! we r all waiting anxiously!!!

    u have a wonderful skill for writing even the simplest of things beautifully! 🙂

  12. In love with my life February 5, 2009 at 10:21 am #

    Oh..the pleasures of a simple story! Please make it a happy ending..please ?

  13. Nino's Mum February 5, 2009 at 1:51 pm #

    😦 sniff. And then?

  14. Shivani February 5, 2009 at 2:20 pm #

    So very lovely !

    *keeps on refreshing the window page again and again in hope of seeing part 2*

  15. Orange Jammies February 5, 2009 at 3:27 pm #

    Piper: Yes, soon.

    M4: I liked your pink monster better. Why is he brown now?

    Manju: Prayer flies where crows can’t. 😉

    Anamika: Because I’m evil that way. 😈

    sukanya: Can you dance? Maybe we can swap notes?

    girlonthebridge: No, no. That would be me.

    Happy Karma: Oh thank you, thank you.

    dipali: You can’t die on us! Noooooooooo!

    maidinmalaysia: maamaaseeta

    M: Now you have me grooving to Grease! 🙂

    Mish: I suppose I am a bit of a simpleton. Sigh. 😦

    In love with my life: It is written. And so it shall be. And err…. other such high-brow stuff.

    Nino’s Mum: And then we wait.

    Shivani: Ah, now I know who’s hiking the hits. 😉

  16. Mish February 6, 2009 at 6:54 am #

    no no…ur not the simpleton!! ur the brilliant fairy who transforms the simple into beautiful! 😀

  17. Orange Jammies February 8, 2009 at 10:44 pm #

    Mish: *OJ shifts uncomfortably in her beanbag*

  18. Aunty G February 9, 2009 at 12:21 am #

    A story for a precious little boy
    Am sure it will bring us all much joy
    Jeremy the Crow
    Way up he’ll go
    In future, may he be a much-franchised toy!

  19. Orange Jammies February 9, 2009 at 9:01 pm #

    Aunty G: Hmmm…the things I could do with the royalty.


  1. Jeremy the Crow, Part II « Wisdom Wears Neon Pyjamas - February 6, 2009

    […] February 6, 2009 by Orange Jammies [Continued from here.] […]

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