A story was told of a baby hawk who would spend his time sitting in the nest his parents built, waiting for their return with food. From his nest, he could see other hawks flying, he could see his parents catching their prey. He could not wait to get out of the nest to fly. He would ask his parents to teach him to fly, he would try to flap his wings, but his parents told him to be patient, and wait for the time to come. One day, he could not stand the waiting anymore. He had been flapping his wings for weeks now, and he felt himself lift off the ground of the nest a bit the other day. He decided he would give it try. So he stood at the edge of the nest, and when no one was looking he took a dive, flapping his wings as frantically as he could.

Did the young hawk live? Did he manage to learn in time before he hit the ground?

I made a mistake, or did I?