Once upon a time
on a little farm
near a little village
there lived a little chicken
called Daisy.
“When I grow up, I want to fly high,
high into the sky,” Daisy said.
But all the other chickens
laughed at her.
“You are so weird,” they said.
“We won’t play with you anymore.”
“Daisy, we can all flap our wings but
it’s very difficult for chickens to fly,”
Mama told her.
Daisy wouldn’t give up.
Every day she practised by
herself, flapping her wings.
Flap, flap, flap, she would flap
her wings but she couldn’t
lift off the ground
While she practised, she
imagined herself flying high
into the sky and looking at
the chickens below.
She imagined herself flying
past the sparrows and
past the swallows.
“Wow!” the birds would say.
“A chicken that can fly!”
So … Flap, flap, flap, every day
Daisy would flap her wings.
She would lift off the ground
but fall down again.
So …
“I’m never going to fly!” Daisy cried
to Mama. “The others are right.”
“Daisy, you are different from the
other chickens. They don’t want to
fly but you do! You can do it,”
Mama said.
The following day Daisy climbed to
the top of the chicken coop and
flap, flap, flap, she flapped her wings.
She flew into the air
and flapped her wings …
and flapped her wings …
and flapped her wings
and …
BAM!
The other chickens laughed
out loud.
“Ha ha ha! We told you!
Chickens can’t fly!”
But the next day Daisy climbed
even higher, right up to the
top of the rondavel.
Flap, flap, flap, Daisy
flapped her wings.
She flew into the air and flapped
her wings … and flapped her wings …
and flapped her wings and …
She kept flying!
The wind beneath her wings
grew stronger and she flew
higher and higher!
The sparrows and the swallows said,
“Amazing! A flying chicken!”
And the other chickens
wanted to be just like her.
They said,
“Oh Daisy, you’re amazing!”
Amazing Daisy
