The best idea the chicks had come up with was for me to look like them, so I went to my mammie and asked her what she thought about making a suit for me.
Mammie was excited, which made me excited. “Why, of course! What a great idea. Then you’ll look exactly like everyone else and fit right in. And maybe you’ll start to act right, too.”
I could hardly wait to look like everyone else! I imagined how that was going to feel. I daydreamed about fitting in, and it helped me forget about what I liked, like snake for dinner.
We began collecting feathers from the plucking’s the humans left behind. None of the others wanted to help gather them, but I didn’t care. I was willing to do it all by myself if it would make a difference in how I was treated around the farm. Anyway, I hoped they’d be looking over their wings and seeing how hard I was trying. Surely, that was also worth something!
Mammie worked all day on my new chick suit, and I went to sleep that night with great anticipation of what I’d look like by the next day.
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