The Little Duckling

brendamarie By brendamarie, 21st Jun 2015 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/1hfbm-q3/
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Here is a short story about a duck swimming in a puddle. This story is the first short story I have even written as far as I can remember. The Duck was one of my grandfather's favorite stories. I would have stopped writing before I started without his encouragement.

The Little Duckling

Little duckling, splashing away in the puddle in my yard. You look like you are having so much fun play that way. The sun is shining brightly today. I do not want to frighten you away. That puddle is not going to stay; the sun is going to melt it away. So, have fun while you can.

Little duckling in the puddle, I watch you and giggle. Your little wings are flapping all about. They look like little blankets, which are soft and bright. I want to touch them, but I know you will run away.

Little duckling, splashing away in the puddle all day. You look like you are having so much fun playing that way. I want to come out and play with you. I have to stay where I am because my father says, if I try to join you, you will go away. Little duckling I could watch you play all day.

Childhood memories

I remember that my grandfather read this story. He edited for me and helped me fix my mistakes. My grandfather was a great man that way. He also made my whole family listen as I read this story to them. I remember how proud I felt reading my story to everyone.

My grandfather died twenty years ago. I cannot help missing him. He was the one person who always supported my writing. I am so glad I found this story amongst my old books and could share it with all of you. I hope, you enjoyed it.

content by Brenda Marie © 2015 all right reserved

photo by pixabay.com/public domain/duckling-chick-young-baby-fluffy-71103/

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Little Duckling, Play, Puddle, Splashing, Story

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author avatar Retired
21st Jun 2015 (#)

Lovely story. Thanks for the share.

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author avatar brendamarie
21st Jun 2015 (#)

Than-you Joyesh

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author avatar Tvfanatic
21st Jun 2015 (#)

So cute thank you for sharing :)

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author avatar brendamarie
21st Jun 2015 (#)

Tyfanatic, I am so glad, you liked it.

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author avatar Retired
21st Jun 2015 (#)

Nice story. Thanks for the share!

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author avatar Nancy Czerwinski
22nd Jun 2015 (#)

I loved the story and the history that goes with it. Smiles to you today and always.

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author avatar Retired
23rd Jun 2015 (#)

What a good memory you shared here. I love it. Be happy always.

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author avatar brendamarie
23rd Jun 2015 (#)

thank you all so much

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author avatar Carol Roach
23rd Jun 2015 (#)

It is a wonderful story and showed promise of a future writer

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author avatar Kingwell
23rd Jun 2015 (#)

Good story. Blessings.

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author avatar Helen Thomas
24th Jun 2015 (#)

"Little duckling, splashing away in the puddle all day. You look like you are having so much fun playing that way. I want to come out and play with you. I have to stay where I am because my father says, if I try to join you, you will go away. Little duckling I could watch you play all day."

Beautiful story ~ Brendamarie. Thanks for sharing it.

Richest Blessings to you!

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author avatar peachpurple
2nd Jul 2015 (#)

wow, you can write a short story at that age, you are clever, my son couldn't do that

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author avatar brendamarie
2nd Jul 2015 (#)

my grandfather helped me me, we lived next door to them back then

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