The ugly, wide-eyed chicken.   

I had to go to a chicken farm with my dad, and my brother to get some free range eggs for tonight’s tea. 

My big brother and I walked a different way than my dad.

Suddenly we saw an ugly, wide-eyed chicken flying over a fence to get to its food.

“I didn’t realise they could fly,” I said inquisitively. 

“Have you never seen a chicken fly before?” my brother asked. 

“No!” I said.

“Obviously you don’t know enough,” my brother teased. 

“Well I’m only two and three quarters, and this is my first time at a farm!” I whined.