One day in the summer of 1961, we (Miss Jones, Sherman, and I) got the itch to go out and do something. We decided to go out for a sparrow hunt. No, I do not remember why and how we decided to do that. We got ready to go, with a bb-gun , water and something to munch. We took a taxi to a suburb town called Mooshan(木 栅) and walked in the woods and trails. We had a great time, but not one shot was taken. No sparrow was hunted down.
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