The Parrot, the Dove, and the Crow: A Multicultural Fable by ProMosaik
Milena, Leyla, and Sarah Uzunlar
The Parrot, the Dove,
and the Crow
and the Crow
A Multicultural Fable
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Once upon a time there was a colourful parrot which loved to fly around
the forest. He loved to talk to the other animals by telling them funny
stories.
the forest. He loved to talk to the other animals by telling them funny
stories.
One day a white dove came to the forest. It was new, and did not know
anybody in the forest.
anybody in the forest.
So the parrot thought: I will talk to this new, strange bird. It flew
down from the tree and sat on a branch. When the dove came, it said: “Hello, new
bird, what kind of bird are you?“ The white dove answered: “I am a dove… and
I am white and very beautiful“.
down from the tree and sat on a branch. When the dove came, it said: “Hello, new
bird, what kind of bird are you?“ The white dove answered: “I am a dove… and
I am white and very beautiful“.
At that point the parrot replied: “I am also beautiful. Look at my
colourful feathers! All can see me from afar. And then, I am also talkative and
funny. When I tell my stories, the other animals start laughing“.
colourful feathers! All can see me from afar. And then, I am also talkative and
funny. When I tell my stories, the other animals start laughing“.
While the parrot and the dove were talking on the branch, another bird
came along. It was a pitch-black crow which had just eaten a worm next to a
fern and started looking up.
came along. It was a pitch-black crow which had just eaten a worm next to a
fern and started looking up.
It said to the parrot: “What colourful you are…! Are you sick? Your
feathers have all different colours? What did happen to you?“
feathers have all different colours? What did happen to you?“
At that point the parrot answered: “I am not sick. Why should I be sick?
I was born as a colourful bird, because I am a parrot. And the parrots are
colourful“.
I was born as a colourful bird, because I am a parrot. And the parrots are
colourful“.
Then the dove said: “Look at me, crow! I am white. I have only one
colour, just like you … but I think the parrot is congenial because he is so
colourful. I am happy to see so many birds, all of different colours. Don’t you
think so?“
colour, just like you … but I think the parrot is congenial because he is so
colourful. I am happy to see so many birds, all of different colours. Don’t you
think so?“
The crow answered: “I always thought that the most beautiful birds were
the pitch-black crows. But all birds are beautiful: the white ones, the
colourful ones, and the black ones “.
the pitch-black crows. But all birds are beautiful: the white ones, the
colourful ones, and the black ones “.
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