The Singing Duck

The Singing Duck

Once there was a little duck. He was very happy to be a duck. He liked being a duck.

He liked his webbed feet. They helped him swim as fast as a fish. He liked his sleek feathers. They helped him stay warm when he got wet.

He liked his duck bill. It helped him catch bugs and other good things to eat. But there was one thing the little duck didn't like. He didn't like his quack.

" Why can't ducks sing like other birds?" the duck asked his mother. " All we do is quack, quack, quack! "

“ Quack! ” said his mother. “ Quack, quack, quack! ” " I want to make music, ” the duck said to himself. “ Maybe I can learn to sing! "