STORY-A Smart Goose

Down on the farm lived a gaggle of geese. They were shiny and clean. Even their beaks gleamed. All the geese that is, except one. One little goose splashed alone in a muddy pond. He was not shiny and clean. And his beak certainly did not gleam. The other geese laughed at him. "Look at that girty goose!" they honked.Mose of the time all the geese led a very happy life. But when the full moon shone they would tremble with fear. A full moon meant only one thing... ... the fox would come!And whoosh! Down the hill he'd chase all the geese, through the woods, and all around the farm. The fox chased all the geese that is, one. He never chased the longly, little goose. One morning after a bad chase, the geese had just had enough. It was time for a talk. "Why does not the fox ever chase you?" they demanded. "Have you got a secret you are not telling us?" "No," said the dirty, little goose. "it is because of my muddy feathers They blend into the shadows so the fox can not see me. Not even by the light of a full moon."