Answer:
Who spends the day at the window, goes to the table for meals. And hides at night?
You heart it speak, for it has a hard tongue. But it cannot breathe, for it has not a lung.
Who is it that rows quickly with four oars, but never comes out from under his own roof?
A home of wood in a wooded place, but built not by hand. High above the earthen ground, it holds its pale blue gems. What is it?
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes. I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
I am a mother from a family of eight. I spin around all day despite my weight. Had a ninth sibling before founding out it was fake. What am I?