One day, my uncle brought home a parrot. My cousin and I called it Mitthu. My family were so1 strongly that they trimmed(剪掉) its wings. They said if it left home, it wouldn't2 outside without us.As time went by, we grew and so did Mitthu. Its wings grew quite a lot. Mitthu wasn't kept in a cage. I sometimes wondered why it didn't3 . Maybe it was quite attached to us and didn't want to leave us, or it didn't want to leave the luxurious life and4 the harsh reality of life.As I grew older, I5 that Mitthu's life wasn't very different from mine. I was pampered(溺爱) and6 carefully. I was prohibited from really7 the outside world. My house became my whole world, which was like an invisible8 that had bound my spirit.Now I'm sent out to study and told that I have the whole sky to fly, but9 , just as Mitthu, I am not able to do so. Mitthu and I might be two different beings but we are10 in a similar situation. I am afraid of flying. I am afraid my behavior might hurt my parents' feelings. These emotions and11 will never really allow us to fly independently!It's good for parents to love and12 their children, but, sometimes, over-protectiveness from parents might harm their children's future and13 children's decisions. True14 is to allow kids to grow freely and let them try15 things. Thus, they will be brimming with confidence and courage.
