Once upon a time there was a very brave chicken named Chiquitita. She didn’t know she was brave, she just knew she was friendly. Chiquitita was so friendly that she came right up to the raccoon when it tore a big hole in the side of the chicken pen. She was friendly and she was also curious. Nobody told her about being careful around strangers.
The raccoon was not a new friend. Chiquitita fought and fought to get away. When her human family found her, they didn’t know if she would be okay or not. She was very quiet and very scared.
The next morning her family took her to the vet. He said maybe it was time for chicken soup. They didn’t want that, so the doctor showed them how to help her. The doctor didn’t know if she would be okay or not.
When she got back to the farm, her family made a new room for her in the kitchen. She had a little box to nest in and a place to eat and drink.
Every morning and every night her family took her out of her room and gave her medicine and cleaned her wounds. It did not feel good at all, but somehow she knew they were trying to help her and she was a very brave chicken.
Sometimes her humans would sing to her, Chiquitita, tell me what’s wrong
I can see you’ve broken a feather
I hope we can patch it up together
When her wounds were almost all healed, her family took her out to visit the hen house in the barn.When Chiquitita saw the other hens she didn’t know what to think. The other hens didn’t know what to think either. Some of them started picking on Chiquitita. She started picking on them too. It was hard to be the new girl in the hen house. But Chiquitita was a very brave chicken.
In time, the other chickens got used to her and they became friends again. She was a very friendly chicken, and now she knew she was also very brave.