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Short Stories (Stories for the Youth), book by Father Tadros Yacoub Malaty

582- The Flying Duck

 

St-Takla.org Image: A Flying Duck, Native of the Nile, by F. C. Welsch - from the book: Egypt: Descriptive, Historical, and Picturesque- Vol. 1 - by Georg Ebers (tr. Clara Courtenay Poynter Bell), 1885. صورة في موقع الأنبا تكلا: بطة طائرة، رسم الفنان إف. سي. ويلش - من صور كتاب: مصر: وصفيًّا، تاريخيًّا وتصويريًّا - جزء 1 - لـ جيورج إبيرس (ترجمة كلارا كورتناي بوينتر بيل)، 1885 م.

St-Takla.org Image: A Flying Duck, Native of the Nile, by F. C. Welsch - from the book: Egypt: Descriptive, Historical, and Picturesque- Vol. 1 - by Georg Ebers (tr. Clara Courtenay Poynter Bell), 1885.

صورة في موقع الأنبا تكلا: بطة طائرة، رسم الفنان إف. سي. ويلش - من صور كتاب: مصر: وصفيًّا، تاريخيًّا وتصويريًّا - جزء 1 - لـ جيورج إبيرس (ترجمة كلارا كورتناي بوينتر بيل)، 1885 م.

A group of wild ducks went to the south in winter. On their way, one of them noticed some ducks in a field eating from the food before them. She thought of landing to eat a little with them and then return to her colleagues. She had already landed. The more she ate the more she desire to eat more. When she finished she found that the other ducks had already left the area. She said to herself, “Why should I deprive myself of food? I’ll eat and be filled and when my colleagues return in the spring I’ll accompany them.”

In the spring, she noticed them coming. She tried to catch them but being fat, she could not. She decided to wait till the following winter to immigrate with them to the south. However, on the following winter, she was fatter. She went on postponing until she got very fat unable to fly.

“So I said, “That, I have wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest

(Ps. 55.6).

 

Lord, give me two wings of a dove

To fly and live in Heaven.

May I not look downwards.

May my thoughts be unoccupied with the food of the corruptible body

Lest I fall, yield and be unable to fly.

My brethren fly to Heaven with Your Wonderful Holy Spirit

While I, in humility, stick to earth and become disabled from soaring.

→ English translation of the story here at St-Takla.org: البطة الطائرة.


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