Duckie
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Date: 27 July 2011 11:42:31
Duckie was pleased to finally have his feet back on firm land. The flight had been hard work, and seemed to go on forever. Looking around him he tried to get his bearings. Everything looked and sounded strange. He was pleased to see some others who looked like him, well sort of like him but he wasn’t sure on their choice in clothes. Looking further afield he could see tiny buildings, leaving him to wonder where on earth he was. He heard a shout “quick over here”, looking round he realised that the other ducks must be shouting at him, he started to waddle, quick was always a relative term when he was on dry land, not sure why he urged himself to move forward, as he saw the giants hand descend and knew why he was being urged to hurry.