Hi, I am a scarecrow, a crownless king of the fields. I am not a human with flesh and blood rather I am designed to resemble a human. My life began when a kind farmer pieced me together with wooden sticks, old clothes, and a burlap sack and an earthen pot for my head with a crooked smile and two funny eyes. But my one and only duty is to protect the crops from the birds like crow, crane, rooks etc. That's why I am also called the protector of the crops. To stand there like a statue, frightening the birds who think the field as their personal property is easy? no it's never easy. Those crows are cheeky little things—they sit on my arms and gossip like I’m a park bench! Some even poke at my straw, claiming I’m too stiff to fight back. I stand under the scorching heat of summer, cold of winter and heavy rain of monsoon. The birds sometimes mock me and challenge me to chase them but I can't move from my place. Yet I am proud of my job that I can protect n...
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