I was walking to the store when I saw a little hopping bird near our apartment’s field, which was being mowed at the time. The chick was obviously very scared of the lawn mower and of me..

So I blocked the way to the nearby busy street (So it wouldn’t be hit by a car) and it hopped into a tree where we waited for momma/daddy bird to come to the rescue.

Maybe the little chick was trying to learn to fly when it was separated from its parent?