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My story: A story I heard as a child modified a bit with my own version.
Once a pet magpie living in a home where children prayed often! This particular magpie learned to talk, and there was only one way to keep her quiet: to speak or sing to the talkative bird.
One typical short pray echoed throughout the house, “Mary, Mother of God, protect me.” So often, even the magpie’s voice repeated, “Mary, Mother of God, protect me.”
One day the magpie flew out the opened window; he flew, higher and higher. Suddenly a large feathered, hungry hawk was hovering over the magpie. “EEEeeeek, Mary, Mother of God, protect me,” shouted the magpie.
Like a shot, the hawk made an about-face and started to fall; before hitting the ground, it regained its ability and flew away. The magpie saw its home below, passed again through the window with a great sigh of relief.