The Ugly Duckling

ast.” But she sat down on the nest again and waited some more. At last the big egg cracked and broke open. Out came two big feet and a head. But it wasn't a soft little downy yellow head like the other ducklings. This one was big and white, with a long scrawny neck and a fuzzy body. “My, my!” exclaimed the mother duck when she saw him. “He certainly doesn't look like any of my other children. I wonder how he got to be so funny-looking?” “He's ugly!” quacked the other ducklings. “He doesn't look a bit like us. We don't want to play with him.” And they waddled down to the pond with their mother behind them. She shoved them in and jumped in after them. The all swam beautifully. “