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.