Outfox The Kids For Fun And Profit
Whose Life Is It, Anyway?
"No man can reach Heaven by another man's road". Mark Twain
Once upon a time Elsie Goose and Douglas Duck got married. Living on a shoestring, they rented a nest left over from an evicted chicken. There were even two chicken eggs left in the nest, ready to hatch.
Elsie had always wanted to be a graceful swan, instead of the plain goose she believed herself to be. When one of the eggs hatched out as a cute little chick, Elsie saw her chance. She took Judy chick to dancing school, and modeling school, and acting school. Naturally Judy Chick got very excited about it all. She certainly wanted to please her mother. Trouble was that Judy spent so much time trying to be a gorgeous swan on the outside, that it left little time to become anything but a silly goose on the inside. She wasn't exactly sure whether she was a goose, a swan, or a cute little chick. She was very, very confused.
A strutting young cock walked in and found her fair game, carried her off, dropped her shortly after, and left her as easy prey to a sly old fox in the woods.
When the other egg hatched out as Johnny Chick, Douglas Duck looked forward to his son becoming a great swimmer, just like his old man. Unfortunately, Johnny was a chick and not a duck. Quite naturally, he was afraid of water.
He tried desperately to please his father in many other ways. He learned to waddle like a duck; grew a bright red comb; learned to crow as beautifully as an opera singer, but he was still afraid of water.
"You are just a good-for-nothing, yellow chicken." goaded Douglas.
"I cannot deny my own nature!" Johnny shouted.
"Well you walk like a duck, you talk like a duck. You must be a duck. If you are not a duck, then you are not my son, and there is no place for you in my coop!"
"All right! All right!" cried Johnny. "I'll try!"
With that, Johnny jumped into the lake, tried to swim, soon got in over his head, and that was the end of that.
You will get farther, faster, if you trust your kid's road map instead of your own.