The birds beak was finally taking shape which had taken longer than the boy had expected ,the mud wasn't very good for details even with a sharpened stick. It was not the boys first stick but this was the one that hadn't broken. The bird was quite good for a five and a half year old  
''LEONARDO!!'' Came the careening cry. Leonardo sprang to his feet startled. It was a very loud sound for such a quiet field. He inadvertently stepped on his bird ruining it. It was disappointing for the boy but not worthy of his tears. He headed for the sound of his mother wondering what was so important. His mother wanted to get him ready he was about to go to his fathers to live there. He would have to leave Vinci and that was also sad for the boy. But were it not for this move the great artist that we know would never have lived.





Leonardo Da'Vinci died in the court of France on May 2, 1519 at the age of sixty seven.A land far away from his beloved Italy