The Ugly Duckling

I'll bet that big ugly white brother of ours can't swim!” exclaimed one of the little yellow ducklings. But the ugly duckling had followed them down to the pond and , seeing them all swimming, he jumped in and swam too, at least as well as any of them. “On my word!” exclaimed the mother duck. “He certainly can swim, big and ugly as he is! He must be my own child, and, after all, he's not so very ugly if you look at him right.” The next day the mother duck decided to let her ducklings see something of the world. “Come along,” she said, “and I'll introduce you to the animals in the poultry yard across the meadow. Stay close to me now, all of you, so you won't get stepped on. And look