The Silly Duckling Who Didn’t Fit In
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In a cozy pond behind Farmer Fred’s barn, Mother Duck waited for her eggs to hatch.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Out popped six fluffy ducklings: yellow, soft, and adorable.
But then came the seventh egg. It was bigger, wobblier, and when it finally cracked, out came… a long-necked, funny-looking duckling with scruffy feathers and an awkward “QUONK!” instead of a “quack.”
The other ducklings gasped.
“Why does he sound like a frog with hiccups?” giggled Daisy Duckling.
Mother Duck smiled kindly. “He’s just… unique!”
But the poor little duckling, whom everyone called Ducky-Doo—felt out of place.
The Splashy, Crashy Duckling
Ducky-Doo tried everything to fit in.
When his siblings practiced swimming gracefully, he belly-flopped instead, SPLASH!
When they lined up in neat rows, he waddled sideways into the mud—SQULCH!
“Oh no! My feathers are stuck!” he cried, flapping wildly as everyone giggled.
Even the frogs laughed from the lily pads. “Hey, feather-flop! Need swimming lessons?”
Ducky-Doo sighed. “Maybe I’m not meant to be a duck at all.”
But Mother Duck hugged him. “You’re just finding your own splash, dear. Every duck has one!”
Still, Ducky-Doo felt sad. He didn’t look like his siblings. He didn’t sound like them. And he was tired of always being the joke of the pond.
The Long Journey to Somewhere New
One morning, Ducky-Doo decided to leave the pond.
“I’ll find where I belong!” he said bravely, packing a tiny bag of bread crumbs.
Along the way, he met a bossy goose, a sleepy cow, and a wise old turtle.
“Who are you supposed to be?” they each asked.
“I… I don’t know yet,” said Ducky-Doo. “But I’ll figure it out soon!”
He traveled through rain, wind, and puddles, always hopeful but always a bit clumsy.
At one point, he slipped on a lily pad and went flying into a pile of reeds!
Even the frogs couldn’t help but laugh.
“Guess I still haven’t found my splash,” he muttered.
The Funny Surprise in the Reflection
When spring arrived, Ducky-Doo wandered to a new pond.
The water was clear like glass. Curious, he peeked at his reflection and gasped.
Instead of a scruffy duckling, a beautiful swan stared back!
His feathers gleamed white, his neck was long and graceful, and his “QUONK” had turned into a soft “Hoooonk.”
Just then, a family of swans glided past.
“Hey! You look like one of us!” they said.
“Really? You’re not teasing me?”
“Of course not! You’re gorgeous, and a bit funny too!”
Ducky-Doo laughed, his feathers glimmering in the sunlight. “Maybe I’m not a duck at all. Maybe I’m a Funny Swan!”
He returned to visit his old pond, and everyone gasped in amazement.
Mother Duck beamed. “See, my darling? You just needed time to grow into your giggles.”
The End !
