Hello everyone! My name is Darren
Duck. You can call me D.
DUCK! I am here to tell you the
prequel to the fairytale ‘The Ugly Duckling”.
Once upon a time, while I was still
an egg, my mother accidentally kicked me down the hill and I fell into a Mother
Hen’s nest! Mothers, during my
time, were really irresponsible.
They did not care for their children! Hey, come on, why couldn’t she just chase after me? Was that so difficult? OK, let’s get back to the story. So, I, a duck at birth was hatched in a
hen’s nest. What was I to do when
my first word was ‘Quack! Quack!’ instead of ‘Chirp! Chirp!’? The chicks, which were hatched together
with me laughed hysterically. At
first I thought that they were laughing at a joke, then I realized that I was
the joke! Not only did I speak in
an odd manner, I also looked strangely different from my ‘siblings’. My beak was flat and blunt, unlike my
brothers’, which were sharp and pointy.
I could never wash off the grey patches on my feathers. I admired my brothers’ clean creamy
yellow feathers. Mine were ruffled
and looked dirty all the time. Oh!
How my brothers made jokes on my appearance, especially my big webbed
feet. The teasing continued for 12
months! Imagine the sufferings I
went through!
When I was 12 months and one day
old, I saw some beautiful swans swimming at the lake. Surprisingly, one of the swans took an interest in me. It was love at first sight and we got
married immediately. You must be
thinking how can a duck marry a swan?
Well, have you forgotten?
THIS IS A FAIRYTALE!
ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN! Even a
donkey can marry a dragon!
Anyway, I was happy beyond words
when I went home one day and found out that wifey had laid six eggs, one more
than the usual five. Lo and
behold! As fate would have it, the
extra egg dropped out of the nest and rolled down the hill!!! Dear wifey could not chase after the
egg because the other eggs were going to hatch and she couldn’t leave her nest
and my legs were too short to chase after the rolling egg speeding down the
hill. Now I know why my mother did
not chase after me.
So, that’s how the story of ‘The
Ugly Duckling” came about. My
swan-duck son while still an egg had rolled into a duck’s nest.
