This story was made by Hans Christian
Andersen in November 11, 1843. It's been
a long time ago right ? so I will share you a one of classic story in the
world, enjoy reading! :))
Once upon a time down on an old farm, lived a
duck family, and Mother Duck had been sitting on a clutch of new eggs. One nice
morning, the eggs hatched and out popped six chirpy ducklings. But one egg was
bigger than the rest, and it didn't hatch. Mother Duck couldn't recall laying
that seventh egg. How did it get there? TOCK! TOCK! The little prisoner was
pecking inside his shell.
"Did I count the eggs wrongly?"
Mother Duck wondered. But before she had time to think about it, the last egg
finally hatched. A strange looking duckling with gray feathers that should have
been yellow gazed at a worried mother. The ducklings grew quickly, but Mother
Duck had a secret worry.
"I
can't understand how this ugly duckling can be one of mine!" she said to
herself, shaking her head as she looked at her last born. Well, the gray
duckling certainly wasn't pretty, and since he ate far more than his brothers,
he was outgrowing them. As the days went by, the poor ugly duckling became more
and more unhappy. His brothers didn't want to play with him, he was so clumsy, and all the farmyard folks simply laughed at
him. He felt sad and lonely, while Mother Duck did her best to console him.
"Poor little ugly duckling!" she
would say. "Why are you so different from the others?" And the ugly
duckling felt worse than ever. He secretly wept at night. He felt nobody wanted
him."Nobody loves me, they all tease me! Why am I different from my brothers?"
Then one day, at sunrise, he ran away from the
farmyard. He stopped at a pond and began to question all the other birds.
"Do you know of any ducklings with gray feathers like mine?" But
everyone shook their heads in scorn.
"We don't know anyone as ugly as
you." The ugly duckling did not lose heart, however, and kept on making
inquiries. He went to another pond, where a pair of large geese gave him the
same answer to his question. What's more, they warned him: "Don't stay
here! Go away! It's dangerous. There are men with guns around here!" The
duckling was sorry he had ever left the farmyard.
Then
one day, his travels took him near an old countrywoman's cottage. Thinking he
was a stray goose, she caught him.
"I'll put this in a hutch. I hope it's a
female and lays plenty of eggs!" said the old woman, whose eyesight was
poor. But the ugly duckling laid not a single egg. The hen kept frightening
him.
"Just wait! If you don't lay eggs, the
old woman will wring your neck and pop you into the pot!" And the cat
chipped in: "Hee! Hee! I hope the woman cooks you, then I can gnaw at your
bones!" The poor ugly duckling was so scared that he lost his appetite,
though the old woman kept stuffing him with food and grumbling: "If you
won't lay eggs, at least hurry up and
get plump!"
"Oh, dear me!" moaned the now
terrified duckling. "I'll die of fright first! And I did so hope someone
would love me!"
Then one night, finding the hutch door ajar,
he escaped. Once again he was all alone. He fled as far away as he could, and
at dawn, he found himself in a thick bed of reeds. "If nobody wants me,
I'll hid here forever." There was plenty a food, and the duckling began to
feel a little happier, though he was lonely. One day at sunrise, he saw a
flight of beautiful birds wing overhead. White, with long slender necks, yellow
beaks and large wings, they were migrating south.
"If only I could look like them, just for
a day!" said the duckling, admiringly. Winter came and the water in the
reed bed froze. The poor duckling left home to seek food in the snow. He dropped
exhausted to the ground.
However, by springtime and when the duckling
saw himself mirrored in the water.
"Goodness! How I've changed! I hardly
recognize myself!" The flight of swans winged north again and glided on to
the pond. When the duckling saw them, he realized he was one of their kind, and
soon made friends."We're swans like you!" they said, warmly.
"Where have you been hiding?"
One day, he heard children on the river bank exclaim: "Look at that young swan! He's the finest of them all!" And he almost burst with happiness.
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THE END
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