’Once upon a time a man found an eagle’s egg and placed it under a brooding hen. The eaglet hatched with the chickens and grew to be like them. He clucked and cackled; scratched the earth for worms; flapped his wings and managed to a few feet in the air.
Years passed. One day, the eagle, now grown old, saw a magnificent bird above him in the sky. It glided in graceful majesty against the powerful wind, with scarcely a movement of its golden wings.
Spellbound, the eagle asked, “Who’s that? “
“That’s the king of the birds, the eagle, and “said his neighbor. “He belongs to the sky. We belong to earth—we’re chickens.”
So the eagle lived and a chicken for that’s what he thought he was.’