I spent many summers on Uncle Herb's farm in Marysville, California. He had pigs, cows, rabbits, chickens and so forth. I used to play day after day among the animals. My Uncle also 
had ten acres of prune trees, which he irrigated quite often. During, and sometimes after, irrigating there would be large puddles of standing water. I had watched the ducks thoroughly enjoy these puddles.
had ten acres of prune trees, which he irrigated quite often. During, and sometimes after, irrigating there would be large puddles of standing water. I had watched the ducks thoroughly enjoy these puddles.One day as I was watching them, I noticed a fairly young chicken standing
by the water looking at the ducks. Wanting to help the chicken have some fun too, I picked it up and threw it into a large puddle.
by the water looking at the ducks. Wanting to help the chicken have some fun too, I picked it up and threw it into a large puddle.Frantically it fought its way back to the shore. I picked it up and again threw it back into the water. Again it made its way to dry ground. It was wet, exhausted and I think angry. After four or five times of being thrown into the 
water the chicken drowned. I waded in and picked it up. I was afraid now at what Uncle Herb would do to me. The chicken was dead! So I put it's head under its wing like Uncle Herb had shown me to do one time and swung the chicken back and forth several times. I then laid the chicken on the ground. This process usually puts a chicken to sleep for a minute or two. So, I reasoned that Uncle Herb would find the chicken and think that it had gone to sleep and died!
water the chicken drowned. I waded in and picked it up. I was afraid now at what Uncle Herb would do to me. The chicken was dead! So I put it's head under its wing like Uncle Herb had shown me to do one time and swung the chicken back and forth several times. I then laid the chicken on the ground. This process usually puts a chicken to sleep for a minute or two. So, I reasoned that Uncle Herb would find the chicken and think that it had gone to sleep and died!I ran off to play with some other animals and did not return to the chicken by the pond for an hour or so. Finally my curiousity got the best of me and I returned to find the chicken gone! I thought that Uncle Herb must have found it and thrown it into the garbage. However, much to my surprise, I saw the chicken a few minutes later in the barnyard. It appeared to be all right, but when it saw me it ran and hid among some other chickens.
LESSON LEARNED
I decided that it is best not to try and change what God has placed in nature. Let a duck be a duck and a chicken be a chicken and a person be who he or she needs to be. We should enjoy each creation of God in the sphere in which He has placed it.
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