This title caught my eye lately as I was walking around in the book store. What a cute and hopeful title, yet at the same time, sad. How can a hen ever fly no matter how hard she dreams?
No matter. Curiosity got the better of me and I got a copy of the book and god, was I blown away.
This. Is. Solid. Stuff.
Buried in every line, every page, was a golden life lesson. Let me distil them for you here.
But first, a quick summary.
The main character here, a hen, was Sprout. A rather unimpressive one. In fact, she is kept in a chicken coop which is so cramped that she could hardly flap her wings without them slap against the wire. As an egg-laying hen, her heart breaks a little every morning when the farmer's wife came to collect the egg she had painstakingly laid. The heartache had got to a point when she became depressed and refused to lay another egg. With her health and lifeforce dwindling away, her eggs became smaller and smaller. The final egg she laid was a shell-less...