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Mrs. Duck counted her little ducklings again.
They were still nine. She couldn't believe her eyes. All ten ducklings were
there a few minutes ago, as she counted them before they swam across the river. She
made sure she was right behind her ducklings as they swam across and she only looked away
once as she heard a big splash behind her. She looked back to see what it was and
when she saw that it was a couple of boys splashing rocks in the water, she continued to
swim keeping a keen eye on her little ones.
But now, one was missing. It was the youngest
of her ducklings and she was so worried. What could have happened to him. She
looked up and down the river but she could see him nowhere.
At that very moment the little duckling realized that
he was lost. He couldn't understand how this had happened since he had only gotten
distracted for what seemed like a moment. He had run into some playful fish and
followed them for just a moment. Now he could not see his mother or the other
It seems that the current had carried him far downstream and now as the little duckling
climbed up on the river bank, he needed to find a way back to his family. So he...
to walk back from the way he came from. After walking for quite a while, he became very
tired. So he took a short rest. He continued walking up the bank after the rest. At last,
he reached the place where he thought his family were. But they were not there. He started
to cry out for his mother.
Across the bank, Mother duck heard him and came crossing the river to get him. The little
duckling was so relieved to find the family again that he started sobbing.
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