the duckling post.

Anna again.

I'm not doing a fantastic job of keeping up with Hoffer, apparently. I've always secretly been slightly amazed at the random things he blogs about. Like cat pee clumps. Or flung poop. I think this means I need to think of something equally random to blog about. Nope, got nothing. I'll write you a story instead.

Once there was a duckling. Not an ugly duckling. This was a very average-looking duckling. He was a he. And this average-looking male duckling loved to eat peas. He didn't want any of the other suspicious looking duckling appetizers. Just peas.

One day, the pea fairy died and so the world ran out of peas. The duck was horrified. He couldn't eat anymore. He cried one duckling-sized tear that touched the heart of Chancy, the fairy appointer who lived in Fandy Town. Chancy called a meeting of all of the other members of the Fandy Town Board of Important Fairies. They agreed this duckling's true love of peas made him a suitable pea fairy replacement.

The duckling woke up the next day and realized he had become a fairy. This pleased him greatly. He discovered every time he thought about love, peas were born. Which made him even happier and full of love. Which made more peas. Which made him happier and more full of love. In seven short minutes, the earth was covered in peas. Enough peas for everyone forever! The duckling was happy, and no one starved.

The moral of the story is:
If you love something enough to cry a you-sized tear, you will become a fairy.

Thank you and goodnight.