That’s when I turned around and, to my surprise, in the tree over the pond I saw an eagle! Eating fish!
The eagle stared at me, looking startled and confused, and he said, “What’s wrong with you? Were you raised in a barn or something?”
I replied excitedly, “Why, yes! How did you know?”
He laughed. “What are you doing with that goofy hat and scarf on? You look like a wet chicken, a half-starved one, at that!”
I was too excited to feel embarrassed. I asked, “Where were you raised?”
He answered, “Near mountains, rivers, and valleys, of course.” He laughed again. “Who educated you, a chicken?”
I felt so proud. “Why, yes! How did you know that?”
He laughed hysterically, and I thought, “I didn’t know I was so funny!”
Then he said, “I was educated by nature . . . and by another eagle.” He laughed more and asked, “You really were raised by a bunch of chickens? You’re not kidding?”
My good humor started to leave. “Well, no . . .”
He replied, “That’s like being raised in the city! Our nests aren’t crowded. I ate my siblings, so there was plenty for me growing up.”
I gasped, “What?! You ate your brothers and sisters?”
I just stared. He must have noticed the bewildered look on my face because he said, “Well, of course. Only the strong survive! Somebody has to eat someone. Better me than them! Don’t you realize, stupid, we are at the top of the food chain, not the bottom . . . like chickens?” He turned over on his back with his feet up in the air, laughing, and said, “We eat food; they are food! Girl, you’re missing class!”
“The greatest good you can do for another is not just to share your riches, but to reveal to him his own.”
BENJAMIN DISRAELI
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