The Peacock and The Crane
Stephany Turcios-Melara
SPED 277- Hofstra University
A Peacock spreading its gorgeous tail mocked a Crane that passed by, ridiculing the ashen hue of its plumage and saying,
"I am robed, like a king, in gold and purple and all the colors of the rainbow; while you have not a bit of color on your wings."
"True," replied the Crane; "but I soar to the heights of heaven and lift up my voice to the stars, while you walk below, like a cock, among the birds of the dunghill."
Moral of the Story:
Fine feathers do not make fine birds.
There was once a beautiful and beloved peacock. His feathers were so beautiful and colorful that they made statues and monuments to try and replicate his beauty.
One day he came across an ordinary looking Crane. The peacock was so full of himself that he tried to embarrass the crane.
“Look at me and my feathers! They are so gorgeous and vibrant that they treat me like a king! What’s so special about you? You’re nothing but a dull, colorless bird.”
The Crane replied, “Yes that is true, I don’t have fancy looking feathers like you Mr. Peacock. They will probably never make monuments after me, but I am OK with that. I get to see Earth’s beauty as I fly and roam they sky and all you can see is what is in front of you, never leaving the ground.”
Although the peacock was treated like a king because of his beauty, his attitude made him ugly inside. The crane was not the most beautiful bird, but he appreciate the beauty in the world around him, making him the most special bird on earth.
Credits
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Stephany Turcios-Melara
SPED 277- Hofstra University
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