Worth Two In The Bush...

A bird just got into my room.  Some kind of little songbird, a sparrow or finch or something like.  Mr. Sanchez and I, while discussing the novel, caught it and took it outside before it managed to kill itself banging against lockers and windows and walls.  The creature was panting and couldn't seem to close its mouth in panic.  It's outside, and I think it flew off.  I hope it is alright.  Thankfully, there were no students in the hallway, or there would have been serious panic.