The Ugly Duckling
On a beautiful summer day, a family of ducks is taking a swim while another is enjoying
a stroll by the bank.
But one duck is sitting on her eggs among the tall leaves.
I wonder when my babies are going to come out.
They are taking so long to hatch!
It is so lonely, no one has the time to visit me.
But Mommy duck didn’t have to wait too long.
Soon the eggs started cracking and the little ducklings started taking small unsteady steps
out of the shells.
Quack quack, quack quack.
Oooh, my babies are so beautiful!
Now come and line up here all of you.
One..Two..Three..Four…Five..Hey, there should be one more.
Mother duck looked around, and saw one egg which had not yet hatched
I think I will have to sit again on this egg till it hatches.
It seems pretty large.
Soon the last egg hatched, but the duckling that crept out was large and ugly.
This little fellow doesn’t look like his brothers and sisters.
The next day, Mother Duck leads her brood to the water.
Oh!
I am proud today that my ducklings are swimming so well!
And how well the youngest one is swimming.
Come on kids, that’s enough for today.
We must get to the farm before it turns dark.
The duck family makes its way to the farmhouse, where there are lots of other ducks.
What is that strange looking creature doing here?
The other ducklings are so cute but this one is so big and ugly.
He is ugly.
We don’t want him here.
That’s not a nice thing to say.
He is still small, and I’m sure he will grow up to be beautiful too.
But the other ducklings continued to bully and make fun of the ugly duckling.
I hope the ducklings stop this nonsense.
I can’t bear to see that poor child looking so sad.
But as days went by, things started becoming worse for the ugly duckling.
Wherever he went, everyone was mean to him.
Have you ever seen anything uglier than this?
Uff!
Seeing this creature in the morning, my day will also be as ugly as he is.
Ha..Ha…he seems to be getting uglier by the day.
The Ugly Duckling just wanted to hide somewhere and cry.
Even his brothers and sisters were rude to him.
Don’t come near us.
Go away!
I wish the cat comes and takes you.
Mother Duck was very sad to see everyone treat the ugly ducking so badly.
Nobody wants to talk to me or play with me because I am ugly.
I will run away from here.
So the ugly duckling flew over the fence of the farmyard, and continued flying till he
spotted a large moor.
He decided to spend the night there.
I am so tired.
I think I will spend the night here.
Next morning, the ugly duckling woke up to the sound of loud quacking.
He opened his eyes and saw a flock of wild ducks.
Who are you?
What are you doing here?
Can I please stay here for a while?
I have nowhere to go.
You are ugly….(a long pause) Stay here, but don’t get in our way.
The Ugly Duckling stayed on the moor for a few days.
He felt lonely, but no one bullied him or hurt him because of his looks.
One morning, the duckling heard a noise like a big bang.
He lay still, too scared to move.
When he finally lifted his head and looked around, all the other ducks had fled.
The ugly duckling also fled from the moor as fast as it could.
It flew as fast as its young wings would take him.
However, suddenly there was thunder and lightning, scaring the little duckling.
Brrr.
I am so wet and cold.
That cottage there looks warm, maybe I can take shelter there.
The cottage belonged to an old lady, who lived with with her tomcat and hen, who found the
duckling the next morning.
Cluck cluck, meow meow What is happening here?
Why are you making so much noise?
What is this we have here?
Looks like a duck, though a very ugly one.
I know what I will do.
I will keep it with me and wait for it to lay eggs.
Then I will have eggs from my hen and from this duck too.
Ah, but I do hope this is a duck and not a drake.
So the ugly duckling stayed with the old lady in her cottage.
But here also, the tomcat and the hen made its life so miserable!
Hey you, don’t you get scared when you see your face in the mirror?
Look at me.
My coat is so silky.
Look at my whiskers, so long and beautiful.
The mistress says my walk is so graceful.
You are such a loser.
You cannot even lay an egg!
Look at my eggs, such lovely big and brown ones.
The ugly duckling continued to be lonely.
He would sit in front of the window looking at the small pond outside.
How I wish I could swim in that pond.
It used to be so nice when I swam in the cool water back home.
Are you mad?
The mistress is not going to let you go.
You have a safe house, what more do you want?
Behave yourself and don’t anger the mistress, the cat, or even me.
Want to swim, indeed!
The ugly duckling felt very, very sad, wondering what to do.
I know this place is safe, but I feel like a prisoner here, being punished by not being
allowed to swim.
I want to swim – I want to be free to swim and fly as I please.
I have to escape from here somehow.
So one night, the duckling quietly crept out of the cottage and went in search of a new
home.
Soon he found a beautiful lake where he could swim and dive.
Ahhhhh!
(Splash) This is such a lovely place.
It feels so good to swim after so long.
I hope the other animals and birds here are friendly so I don’t have to move away from
here also.
But alas, here too the other animals did not want to be friends with the ugly duckling.
Why does everybody keep avoiding me?
Just because I am ugly, it doesn’t mean everyone has to be mean!
No one wants to play with me or even talk to me!
So life continued in this miserabke way for the ugly duckling.
Soon, the seasons changed.
Autumn set in, and the colour of the leaves changed from red to orange and then gold.
Winter followed.
The forest turned white, and a very cold wind set in.
The dark clouds made the duckling feeling even more gloomy and sad, so the duckling
decided to go to the lakeside.
And what a lovely sight he saw there!
What are these beautiful birds?
I don’t think I have seen them before.
How beautifully they spread their large wings!
It looks like they are not flying but just gliding through the sky.
Though the winter grew colder and colder, the duckling continued to swim despite the
freezing water, and then finally took refuge in some bushes.
Finally, it was spring again.
Plants started sprouting and the sun peeped down from the sky.
The duckling was so happy that it was becoming warm again.
Everything around me has become so beautiful.
My wings have also become strong and I can now swim in the pond close by.
Suddenly, the duckling once again saw the same beautiful birds that he had seen at the
start of spring, and quickly ran and hid behind some bushes.
Those birds are so beautiful.
I better not go near them, or they too will make fun of me.
I am so scared that they might even kill me!
I am so tired of being picked on by everybody, first the ducklings at the farm, my own brothers
and sisters, the hen and tomcat at the cottage, and everybody else.
I wish I had never been born!
(Sob sob sob.)
The duckling went to a quiet spot on the lake where nobody could see him.
He was very, very sad, and big fat tears rolled down its face.
Suddenly, the duckling saw its own reflection in the lake, and couldn’t believe its eyes!
For staring at him in the clear water below was his own reflection, no longer a dark,
grey bird, ugly and repulsive to look at.
Instead, he had turned into a graceful and beautiful swan.
The ugly duckling had transformed into a beautiful swan!!
All the other swans came to greet the newcomer, and stroked his neck with their beaks.
Finally, the ugly little thing was accepted and loved by his new friends, to whom he belonged,
the beautiful and graceful swans.
A family with two children came to see the swans swimming.
Look, there is a new one.
Father, mother, come here, there is another swan.
A new one has arrived.”
The new one is the most beautiful of all.
Oh, he is so young and pretty!
The swan did not know how to react to so much praise.
He felt shy and tried to hide his face.
After being mocked and taunted and bullied for so long, he couldn’t believe he was
being appreciated and accepted!
And he was actually being called beautiful!
I never dreamt that I would see a day when someone would call me beautiful!
I wish I had received the same love and affection when I was the little and ugly creature, I
wouldn’t have spent such a sad childhood.
Why do people treat others according to their looks?
That is so, so sad!