A duck of small size appeared . Anyway his standard length was no more than a fist. The duck hadn’t been originally assigned with such a name but he liked to be called “quacky”. Unlike other ducks, Quacky suffered from a different condition making it impossible for it to quack properly. While this was the contrary of what this bird duty demanded of it, he brought sweet melodies that enraptured all people who listened to him. On a sunny morning, when Quacky was summing up by splashing water, he spotted a duck family with chicks having problems of swimming. Not waiting even one second he swum across and made the herring reach the shallow water area from where he emitted a few short chirps to them for guidance. And that was how, on that particular day, Quacky was raised to the status of the honored hero in the pond. The result was that even kindliness, itself, knows no boundaries; not even for the small duck who could not quack.
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