Chicken Little or More?

Hi one and all! Welcome to Spin a Story. I start off the blog with a small tale which appeared first as a comic strip in G.C.C comics.But here I have the full version. N-joy!

Everybody had seen Chicken Little except Kunju Mani. When he brought out the topic before his mother one day, read what happened.

“Chicken, Chicken, Amma! Chicken, Chicken,”Kunju Mani yelled, pulling at his mother’s saree.

“What Chicken?”Amma rapped.”Can’t you think of anything else for once?”

“Chicken Little Amma, Chicken Little!” Kunju Mani yelled once again.

“Little or more, you won’t get any Chicken here.”Amma rapped back.”Remember this is a theatre and not a meat stall.

“Oh, Amma!Come over with me,”Kunju Mani held his mother’s hand and directed her to the corner of a theatre where a huge dummy of the bird stood with the illuminated hoarding behind it.
‘CHICKEN LITTLE’

“Don’t tell me it’s a movie.” Amma snapped again in disgust.”First they brought in the Dogs(Dalmatians), then came the Mouse(Stuart Little) and now the Chick eh!”

“Oh, Amma, promise that you’ll bring me to watch Chicken Little,next.”Kunju Mani insisted as he fondled with the dummy feathers.”Look how cute he is!”

“Yes, yes, they are all cute no doubt but heavy on the pockets.” Amma pointed.”Let’s wait till a couple of them see the movie and give a feed back.”Till then you better forget this chicken and think of your examination instead.”

Kunju Mani became a little upset.He felt that the other mothers of the world were so much better.They took their kids to watch so many good movies.Most of his friends had seen first day first shows several times.But here was his mother bothered about nothing but exams.Infact she didn’t even know who Chicken Little was.She had mistaken it for the barbecued version on the plate.

Kunjumani hulked and sulked for the next few days.Come exams and he spat his worst, cursing his mother all the while.All that mattered to him was that he was the only one in the entire class who hadn’t seen Chicken Little.And to his bad luck, by the time his last paper got over, the movie was no longer running in the theatre.What a dejection!

He huffed and puffed at the sight of his mother.However Amma had a simple solution for the entire deflation. The next day she took her son to a farm on the out-skirts of the town where there was --
No T.V.
No Computers.
No Movies.
All that Kunju Mani had for company was cows and buffaloes and sheep and horses and pigs and goats and ducks and lots and lots of Chicken Littles who kept flapping their tiny wings and kept fluttering all around the place.

“Now, haven't you found your Chicken Little atlast?" Amma asked gazing amusedly at her son as he held the baby bird in his palm.

“This is amazing Amma!” Kunju mani’s eyes twinkled.”I never imagined I would be clasping a Chicken Little live! I bet none of my friends at school would have done this.”and he ran chasing the cheeky nestlings as they scurried hither-tither,chirping in delight.

Let's also head for a farm this weekend and try holding some chicken littles live!
Till then and till my next post keep chickening!