Climbing in with the turkeys to catch the little guy each night to put him safely away was added to the routine. Each new day brought the pecking at him from the chickens and then back into the turkey pen he flew. This went on for days until one day, when locking the turkeys up in the dark there was no Chicken Little to be found. Could the turkeys have finally decided to push their weight around? Was it his demise? But no - the next morning he came hopping out the door with the turkeys. Now at night he is usually the first in and can be found right in there with the turkeys, roosting after dark. The moral of the story, according to Chicken Little, is that if you eat like a turkey with turkeys, act like a turkey, and roost like a turkey, well then, no argument, you are a turkey.
So it is that Chicken Little found a place with the big guys. And if only people would realize that sometimes those who are just a little bigger just try to boss others around. Just get with the real big guys and there's no threat. Those with big hearts, big minds, and/or big bodies just don't have to go after others to prove a point.
Tis the season for an easy great fall cider drink.
Mulled Apple Cider with
8 cups unpasteurized apple cider
A 3-inch cinnamon stick
10 whole cloves
1 navel orange, peeled and
sliced crosswise
A 2-inch piece of peeled fresh ginger,-- cut into 6 slices
Adapted from Gourmet | October 1991
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