When her family when to the Medieval Festival, Angie spent the whole day at the Birds of Prey booth. She met a falcon, a hawk, and an owl. Her favorite was the falcon. On the drive home, she shared what she had learned. ​

​“Did you know that falcons have thin wings so they can fly really fast?” Angie asked her dad. ​

​“Cool,” he replied. ”That must help them catch their prey.”​

​“Yep,” said Angie. “And did you know they have a tooth on the side of their beaks?” she asked her mom.​

​“Wow,” her mom said. “I thought they used the talons on their feet.”​

​”Nope,” said Angie. ”That’s one thing that makes them different from hawks and eagles.”​

​Angie’s brother shared a fact too. “The smallest falcon is less than 8 inches!” he said. “I like that, because I’m small too.”​

​Angie smiled at him. ”Falcons are amazing!” she said. ​

​That night, Angie dreamed of falcons. She dreamed that she shrunk so small she could stand on the window-sill. And outside of the window, a falcon appeared! ​

​Angie climbed on its back. She clung tight to its long feathers. She flew with the falcon through the dark night, past the twinkling stars. ​

​When morning came, Angie didn’t want to wake up. She wanted to keep dreaming of falcons. She hoped that maybe that night she’d fly with falcons again.​