When I was in elementary school, I was a dreamer. And a nerd. Some girls dream of being princesses. My dream? Talking to birds. I was convinced I was the Bird Whisperer.                                   The Bird Whisperer Not only was I convinced I could talk to them, but would stand outside my front yard like a statue. I'd wait for them to land on my outstretched hand. I would use mental telepathy and Read more