Today, God is going to pick the prettiest bird among all the birds. All of the birds gathered around to talk about the party. They are all very excited.
Sparrow: There will be a big party at the palace tonight. All birds are invited. God will pick the prettiest bird.
Duck: This will be so exciting.
Sparrow: I wonder who will be picked.
Duck: Who knows? It can be any bird.
Peacock: I know it will be me. I will be picked for sure. My tail is the prettiest
Swan: Your tail may be pretty, but I am more graceful.
Crane: But wait. My beak is the longest.
Sparrow: Let’s not fight. We have to get ready for the party.
Duck: You’re right. We don’t have much time.
Peacock: Let’s take a bath in the pond.
Swan: That’s a great idea.
The sparrow, the Duck, the Peacock, the Swan, and the Crane are going to the pond. On the way, they meet the Crow.
Crow: Where are you going?
Sparrow: We are going to the pond to take a bath.
Duck: There is a big party at the palace tonight.
Peacock: God is going to pick the prettiest bird. I will be picked for sure.
Crow: Really?!
Swan: All of the birds are invited. Didn’t you know?
Crow: No one told me.
Peacock: God is picking the prettiest bird. You have no chance. So why don’t you just stay home?
Crow: I don’t want to stay home. I want to go to the party..
Crane: Look at yourself.
Peacock: You are too ugly.
Duck: You are too black.
Swan: You are too dirty.
Crow: But I still want to go. I’m going to jump into the pond first. I’m going to take a bath.
Peacock: No! No! Wait!! You can’t bathe before us.
Crow: Why not? I should also bathe for the party.
Crane: You are too dirty. You will make the water dirty.
Swan: Please, bathe after us. I don’t want to get dirty because of you.
Peacock: That’s right. You are too black and dirty. Bathe after us.
Duck: Yes. If you bathe first, the water will get dirty.
Sparrow: That’s right. Bathe after us.
All of the birds go into the pond. They start washing their feathers. The Crow watches them and talks to himself.
Crow: Why am I so ugly? Why am I so black? Why am I so dirty?
The birds finish bathing and all go home go get ready for the party. The Crow watches them leave.
Crow: Miss Peacock’s tail is so beautiful. Mrs. Swan is so graceful. Mr. Crane is so tall. They are all pretty. I wish I weren’t a crow.
The Crow goes into the pond to bathe after them.
Crow: The water is so dirty. But perhaps if I wash long enough, I will become white.
The Crow bathes for two hours, but he is still black.
Crow: I am still black and ugly.
Just then he sees the fallen feathers. The Crow comes up with an idea.
Crow: Look at all these fallen feathers. There are yellow, red, green, and blue feathers everywhere. They are beautiful. Ah ha! I have an idea. I’ll cover myself with all these feathers. Then, I will be the most beautiful bird.
The Crow puts on the fallen feathers. He turns into a colorful bird and looks into the pond.
Crow: I am so beautiful. Everyone will be surprised. No one will know it’s me. I can’t wait to go to the party.
It’s night time and all of the birds are gathered at the palace. The Crow has not arrived yet.
Duck: Everyone be quiet. God is coming down.
God comes down the stairs.
God: Are all the birds here?
Sparrow:Yes. All the pretty birds are here.
Just then, the Crow with the colorful feathers arrives at the party.
God: What is the name of that bird? It is so fashionable.
Sparrow: I don’t know, God. I have never seen such a bird before.
Duck: It is very beautiful.
God: Now, I have picked the prettiest bird.
Peacock: It’s me. Ha, ha, ha.
God: The prettiest bird is … The one with the colorful feathers! Congratulations!
Crow: Thank you, God. I am so happy.
God shakes the Crow’s hand and puts a big crown on his head. All of the other birds are
jealous. They whisper among themselves.
Peacock: Who is that bird? Does anyone know?
Swan: I have no idea.
Crane: He must be new here.
God asks the Crow a few questions.
God: Your feathers are very pretty.
Crow: Oh, thank you.
God: What is your name?
Crow: Uh? My name is…
The Crow hesitates to say his name. then a feather falls out.
Peacock: Hey! That is my feather!
Swan: Look! He has my feather, too!
Duck: That’s my feather over there!
Sparrow: He is wearing my feather, too!
Crane: That’s mine.!
All of the birds gather around the Crow and start picking their feathers off the Crow.
All the birds: Give us back our feathers at once! Give them back right now!
Crow: No! no! No! Please STOP! They are mine! Don’t take away my feathers!
All of the birds pick their feathers off the Crow. The colorful Crow now turns into a black Crow.
Sparrow: Look! It’s the Crow!
Peacock: My goodness!
Duck: He tricked everyone!
The Crow is so ashamed and sad.
Crow: I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to trick anyone. I just wanted to be pretty like all of you.
MORAL
Don’t try to be someone else. Just be yourself.