The Parrot and the Peacock

Barbara Pollard

There’s a peacock and a parrot in the jungle, they’re the best of friends

The peacock presumed it was better than everybody else: magnificent and superior. Every day, in its vanity, the peacock would hold its wings extended to shine in the sun and stare at its own colors.

Despite this, the parrot looked out for the peacock. They had grown up together. But the parrot had wisdom and humility in addition to beautiful feathers.

The parrot looked up in the sky and read the clouds. It realized a tropical storm was approaching.

The peacock was too busy embellishing itself in its vanity.

“We getting’ ready to get hit love – look up!” the parrot screeched.

But the peacock was too busy peacockin’.

The parrot, in its wisdom, takes shelter.

The storm hit.

Afterwards, the parrot went to check on the peacock.

The parrot found the peacock sitting alone, crying: All its feathers had been blown off in the storm.

So the parrot consoles the peacock and wipes its tears away.

Tomorrow is going to be a new day. Your feathers will grow back, you’re going to be alright – don’t worry. And sure enough they did. From then on, the peacock let go of its own vanity and shared its gifts with others.

Now the peacock and the parrot can be found enjoying the sunshine together.


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