Daisy wouldn't give up. Every day she practiced by herself, flapping her wings. Flap, flap, flap, she would flap her wings but she couldn't lift off the ground. While she practiced, she imagined herself flying high into the sky and looking at the chickens below. She imagined herself flying past the sparrows and past the swallows. "Wow!" The birds would say. "A chicken that can fly!" So, flap, flap, flap, every day Daisy would flap her wings. She would lift off the ground but fall down again. "I'm never going to fly!" Daisy cried to Mama. "The others are right." "Daisy, you are different from the other chickens. They don't want to fly but you do! You can do it, " Mama said. The following day Daisy climbed to the top of the chicken coop and flap, flap, flap, she flapped her wings. She flew into the air and flapped her wings and flapped her wings and flapped her wings and... BAM! The other chickens laughed out loud. "Ha ha ha! We told you! Chickens can't fly!"

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