&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On Sunday the Ostrich saw a young lady walking in the park. He fell in love with her at once. He followed behind her at a distance, putting his feet in the very places where she had stepped.<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On Monday the Ostrich gathered violets as a gift to his beloved. He was too shy to give them to her. He left them at her door and ran away, but there was a great joy in his heart.<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On Tuesday the Ostrich composed a song for his beloved. He sang it over and over. He though it was the most beautiful music he had ever heard..<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On Wednesday the Ostrich watched his beloved dining in a restaurant. He forgot to order supper for himself. He was too happy to be hungry.<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On Thursday the Ostrich wrote a poem to his beloved. It was the first poem he had ever written, but he din not have the courage to read it to her.<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On Friday the Ostrich bought a new suit of clothes. He fluffed his feathers, feeling fine and handsome. He hoped that his beloved might notice.<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On Saturday the Ostrich dreamed that he was waltzing with his beloved in a great ballroom. He held her tightly as they whirled around and around to the music. He awoke feeling wonderfully alive.<br/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On Sunday the Ostrich returned to the park. When he saw the young lady walking there, his heart fluttered wildly, but he said to himself, “Alas, it seems that I am much too shy for love. Perhaps another time will come. Yet, surely, this has been a week well spent.”<br/><p></p>

what did this ostrich do?