A long way from the ground where we live in our little houses,
in the bright blue sky passing trough the clouds is Richy.
With his wings spread he drifts on the cool Alizé wind,
wondering about everything he doesn’t understand yet in his young life.
It didn’t take him long to start thinking about friends and family.
He flew alone but the feeling of finding a group of birds he could call his friends began to grow each day.
When his loneliness became to big he decided to find himself a flock to join.
Starting out with a group of ducks he saw earlier.
He asked them if he could join them but they refused him because he was to pale.
He found some swallows on their way to Africa, flying along side them he asked if he could fly along to Africa with them.
But before he got to say please they told him he smelled to much like fish.
He went to some pelicans carrying fish in their mouths so they had some snacks for the long journey ahead.
Richy never asked them because it would have been rude to make someone speak when their mouth is full of food.
After trying all day long Richy saw some white birds in the distance, he flapped his wings as hard as he could to catch up with them.
This group of storks seemed nice, but like all the others they send him away too.
When he was about to give up on ever finding a flock he could join a kind stork pointed him into the direction of a flock of seagulls with his beak.
Without any questions the seagulls accepted Richy as one of them.
And they lived happily ever after.
Dave closes the book ‘To Flock Or Not To flock, That’s The Question.’
He gives his son a kiss on the forehead.
Richy goes to sleep and will dream about being a seagull again.
in the bright blue sky passing trough the clouds is Richy.
With his wings spread he drifts on the cool Alizé wind,
wondering about everything he doesn’t understand yet in his young life.
It didn’t take him long to start thinking about friends and family.
He flew alone but the feeling of finding a group of birds he could call his friends began to grow each day.
When his loneliness became to big he decided to find himself a flock to join.
Starting out with a group of ducks he saw earlier.
He asked them if he could join them but they refused him because he was to pale.
He found some swallows on their way to Africa, flying along side them he asked if he could fly along to Africa with them.
But before he got to say please they told him he smelled to much like fish.
He went to some pelicans carrying fish in their mouths so they had some snacks for the long journey ahead.
Richy never asked them because it would have been rude to make someone speak when their mouth is full of food.
After trying all day long Richy saw some white birds in the distance, he flapped his wings as hard as he could to catch up with them.
This group of storks seemed nice, but like all the others they send him away too.
When he was about to give up on ever finding a flock he could join a kind stork pointed him into the direction of a flock of seagulls with his beak.
Without any questions the seagulls accepted Richy as one of them.
And they lived happily ever after.
Dave closes the book ‘To Flock Or Not To flock, That’s The Question.’
He gives his son a kiss on the forehead.
Richy goes to sleep and will dream about being a seagull again.
