Legend of some parrot

The old-time sessions had their purpose and their charm, which is why some old, nostalgic people try to revive these small gatherings whenever they have the opportunity. I was given last night to find out an interesting story I want to keep on the blog to remind me ...

Once upon a time, a parrot chicken lived on this land. He was neither fat nor weaker than other chickens, he was neither smarter nor worse than other chickens. It was the most banal, more common, parrot-free originality. He woke up at every sunrise, he ate the grain, bathed in the dust of the road, cheered his joy, hopping on his twig. Shackled, the parrot chick had made a lot of friends through the yard, although his place (probably) should not have been there. But how could a little parrot chicken know where it is its true place?

Sometimes trying to make a puppy smother him, but the chick, as we already know, imagined that the "dihania" was also in the mood of gouache. He was playing or ignoring him willingly, hoping he would get rid of the pen intact. Big mistake! The puppy even tried to tear the parrot chicken off his wings to prevent him from flying. When the bird realized this truth, it was already too late. The yard was full of brightly colored feathers, which the wind blew madly, and which cats, in their play, gathered in their hats.

It was too late to find the parrot chicken and the reason why so many feathers had been plucked. The wise man of the village, a valiant wolf, whispered one of the edifying secrets one evening: the puppy was part of the school dog tag that needed parrots to serve only them. Unfortunately (or fortunately?) For him, the parrot chicken had already learned the wolf's gesture, and even if he was thin, he was able to induce fallacies by mistake, making them believe that a real wolf, like that noble animal, He loves freedom so much.

Morale 1: If you choose to stay in the garden, do not complain that your feathers are crowded.

Morale 2: If you know how to skirt in the language of wolves, teach you to fight like them.

Morale 3: If the wise man of the village is willing to reveal secrets, show him that you deserve to receive them.