Herbert was a happy little duck. He and his brothers and sisters paddled in the river, snapping at flies and dancing shadows.
Herbert liked sunshine, but he loved the rain. He and his brothers and sisters played with the raindrops and fished for minnows. They quacked and stuck their little ducky tails in the air.
One day, their mother said: “Children, it’s time you learned how to fly.”
Herbert was scared. What if he was not able to fly? What if he dropped out of the sky?
Herbert was right to be scared, because one day he copped a gutful of lead and died.