I am a mail delivery Pigeon bird who lived centuries ago. I had the tough job of delivering the mails. I fly non stop to the destination for the timely mail delivery. People trusted me with their important mail delivery to friends and relatives. I had special training to deliver mails safely to their destination.
My job sometimes had put me in danger. One day while I was flying over a mountain, I saw a man taking aim at me. For a moment, I thought I was finished. But nothing happened, I had a narrow escape, the bullet just missed me. I know that the person who shot me had the wicked intention to get the mails, I had on my beak. Despite that incident, I delivered the mail on time.
Now you are living in a modern world. I know that there are good reasons you can ignore me as there are modern means of mail delivery. This story was just to let you know that I had a glorious past.