The Egg was young. It didn't know much. We tried to tell it,but of course it didn't listen. If only it had waited . . . The Egg loved the sky. It saw all the birds, insects, aeroplanes, balloons, helicopters, bats and clouds. It dreamed of being up there, flying with them all. So the Egg went to a very high place . . . and jumped . . . sakriti opis