“I really don’t like that, I really don’t like that,” duck said by the gate of my house.
“What’s the matter?” I said and opened the gate for her. She came in but still grumbled, “I don’t like that, I really don’t like that.”
“What is that that you don’t like?”
She sat in the chair in the front yard and said, “I don’t like standing on a cow's back, it makes me dizzy; but all the time, when I go out with cow and twin piggies, they always tell me to sit on it. I really don’t like it.”
“If you don’t like it, why don’t you tell them?”
“I told them already but they still tell me to do it.”
“Then do something.”
“Do what?”
“If your words don’t have an effect, you should try to think of action.”
“What can I do? I don’t know what to do.”
“Well, you don’t even try to help yourself, I can’t help you.”
I was about to get out, duck called, “Where do you go?”
“I'm going to do gardening.”
“Please stay here with me. I have a lot of troubles in my mind and I want to share them with you or I would explode.”
“I’m sorry, duck. I have a lot of work to do; I don't have time to listen to your complaints.”
“Oh no. Stay with me and listen to me. There are a lot of troubles I got from cow and twin piggies, please listen to me talking about what they have done to me.”
“If you want to complain, you should go to complain to the ones who give you trouble.”
After claiming, I left duck alone without turning my back.
When I finished gardening with Robert and came to the front yard, I didn’t see her in my house.
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