Years passed and the eagle grew very old. One day he saw a magnificent bird above him in the cloudless sky. It glided in graceful majesty among powerful wind currents, with scarcely a beat of its strong, golden wings.
The old eagle looked up in awe, "Who's that?" he asked."That's the eagle, the king of birds," said one of the hens.
"He belongs to the sky. We belong to the earth - we're chickens."
So the eagle lived and died a chicken, for that is what he thought he was.
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