- lings, the little turkeys, and the goslings. And they
crowded around him.
"He's called the ship of the desert," said the stork. And he drew back to see what they thought of it.
"Why?" asked the chicks, the ducklings, the little turkeys, and the goslings.
"Ask your teacher," said he, flying off to his nest in the chimney top;
"I must attend to my babies.
Go to school;
If you don't,
You'll turn out geese and gabies."
At this minute, by great good luck, they heard Nan say to Ned, her brother, "Let's play school. I'll be the teacher." So they went to school.
And by great good luck Ned's lesson was about camels. "I'm not at all surprised," whispered the smallest chick to the biggest gosling; "I found a four-leaf clover in the grass this morning. I knew then we should have good luck."
They listened with all their might to the lesson, and when they found it too hard they stopped listening to talk it over. This was pretty often. So when they went home they knew as much about camels as the stork does, and maybe as much as you know.
—Angela M. Keyes
