"That's not the sound a rooster makes," one of the hens said looking at him suspiciously.
Cogburn looked around, a little embarrased, what sound am I supposed to make? He said to himself.
"I'm going to go find out!" he said to no one in particular and left the pen, his big red beard fluffed up high.
"Cukoo cukoo," Cogburn chuckled as he walked over to Scooter.
Scooter looked down at him and said "Neiiigghhh Cogburn, that's not the sound a rooster is supposed to make."
Cogburn looked up at the tall face and said, "Well what is? I want to hear what I'm supposed to sound like."
"Well shorty, I can't really make the sound you're supposed to make, maybe you should go ask Clarice, she's been around for a while," Scooter pointed in the direction of the cows lying in the sun.
"Bu-gaackkk bu-gaaackkk" Cogburn ran through the corral.
"Well, how are moooooo dooiinnngg Cogburn?" Clarice said to the approaching rooster.
"Clarice what sound am I supposed to make?" Cogburn looked up, then quickly pecked the ground.
"Now Cogburn, we each have to find our own voice, I'm sure yours will come to you. And sometimes we have to grow into our voice. You just wait and see, your voice will find you when you least expect it." Clarice nodded, enjoying the golden sunshine.
Hmph. Cogburn strutted away. This was not easy finding his voice.
He stopped in the middle of the grass and listened to all the sounds of the farm.
"Moooo" "Meeooowww" "Neeighhhhh" "Coo coo" "Chirp chirp"
There was definitely something missing, but what was it?
He stood up and took a deep breath, "coookkaaa" nope that wasn't it.
"Cock a coo" "cooo coo a coo" "Cock a coodle" Nope none of those were it either.
He took a deep breath, plumped up his tail feathers and let a resounding "Cock a doodle doooooo!!!!! Cock a doodle dooo!!!"
For a moment, every other sound on the farm stopped, and everyone was looking at him.
Then all at once, everyone was cheering "That's it boy! You did it! Now that's the sound of a rooster!"
Cogburn was so excited he ran around the farm a couple of times "I found my voice! Cock a doodle doo!!! I found my voice!"
What's your voice?
**Note: This is our Rooster Cogburn (Love John Wayne) I'm sure if I ever get published and become rich and famous it would have to be changed to Bernie or something. Anyways this really did happen--roosters have to grow into their voice. Its been so cute listening to Cogburn try to find his voice :-)
I think you could use Rooster Cogburn in your new book (hint, hint!) as long as you acknowledged the source. Copyright is mainly about giving the source work credit.
ReplyDeleteAnd I want a first edition...signed!
As for what my voice is....
ReplyDeleteWell, I think a part of it is laughter. I'm told over and over again that everyone always knows when I'm around because there is an almost constant stream of laughter. No matter how hard I try, it's almost impossible for me to laugh with a quiet little snicker; it's usually a laugh-out-loud-from-the-belly laugh. Pretty soon everyone around me is laughing, too. Work and life are so much sweeter when everyone is smiling and having a good time.
I'm sure there are other parts, too, but I'm laughing too hard to put them in!