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    BeakSpeak 2: The Dancing Chickens
    BeakSpeak 2: The Dancing Chickens
    BeakSpeak 2: The Dancing Chickens
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    BeakSpeak 2: The Dancing Chickens

    By Peggy Marceaux

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    When Chanticleer rooster shocks the students with ghost stories, and a nearby chicken processing business, he lays the groundwork for some major trouble!
    With over-active imaginations and lack of sleep, the chickens feel ambushed when big men with large nets attempt to round them up. Running for their lives, Walt takes charge and orders his chickens’ escape.
    Unfortunately, some of them don’t make it out. So Walt must formulate a plan to rescue the captured, all while keeping the rest of his brood safe.
    Join the BeakSpeak flock as they dodge coyotes, almost get picked off by a hungry chicken hawk, and come face to face with the weirdest, most peculiar situation ever: Dancing Chickens!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherErin Go Bragh Publishing
    Release dateMay 19, 2020
    ISBN9780463364413
    BeakSpeak 2: The Dancing Chickens

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      BeakSpeak 2 - Peggy Marceaux

      BeakSpeak 2:

      The Dancing Chickens

      By: Peggy Marceaux

      © Copyright © 2020 BeakSpeak by Peggy Marceaux

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage or retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.

      ISBN: 978-1-941345-62-7 PB

      ISBN: 978-0-463364-41-3 SW

      ASIN: B088VKD4M8

      Erin Go Bragh Publishing

      Canyon Lake, TX

      Manufactured in the United States of America

      Printed and Bound by Ingram

      Book Design by Kathleen’s Graphics

      The text of the book is Amarante & Calibri

      Illustrations by Mike Forshay

      Original Character Designs by Debbie Marceaux in 2009

      Table of Contents

      Chapter 1: Kick Ball Winners

      Chapter 2: Writing Lesson

      Chapter 3: Haunted History

      Chapter 4: The Great Escape

      Chapter 5: So far away…

      Chapter 6: Dada dada da da Dancing

      Chapter 7: The Longest Wait

      Chapter 8: Lost Again

      Chapter 9: A Cold, Wet Night

      Chapter 10: Amish Arrival

      Chapter 11: Two Many Problems

      Chapter 12: It’s Chuck!

      Chapter 13: Confusion Corrected

      Chapter 14: Learning to Dance

      Chapter 15: A New Day

      Chapter 16: A Night on the Town

      Chapter 17: Settling a Score

      Chapter 18: Egg-ceptional

      About the Author

      Dedication

      Dedicated to George and Mary Ann

      Acknowledgments

      I would like to thank Jo Beth McElrath for showing me how to make my book a fun book. I had an idea about what I wanted to do, but her insight changed the course of the story completely. Jo also helped to edit my book.

      As well, I want to thank my Aunt Auguste (Gussie) Eger Theriot who grew up in Thaleischweiler, Germany, and was the source of all the German words in the book.

      Finally, I want to thank my mentor and publisher, Kathleen Shields, for her editing, for suggesting some German terms, for being patient with me, for giving me advice and for making my story come alive.

      Without these three friends, BeakSpeak 2 The Dancing Chickens wouldn’t have its heart beat.

      Thank you to Good Friends!

      Map of the Property

      Chapter 1

      Kick Ball Winners

      As the morning sun peeked over the trees surrounding the Double Bar M farm, so did the sound increase of the clucking, squawking and cackles from the chickens’ kickball field.

      THWACK!

      A loud, hollow thud echoed from the rubber ball as it rose up from home plate. The overly plump Mixed-Up Chuck swiftly waddled to first base as the other chickens ran into action.

      Get him, Chase! Nothing-New Sue squawked, jumping up and down near the cactus plant.

      Short-Cut Sean frantically waved his wings back and forth trying to get attention since his beak was too crooked to speak.

      Over there! Over there! Sue screeched pointing to Short-Cut Sean. Sean’s open, throw the ball to Sean! It was odd seeing him without a cell phone in his hands, but he had laid it on a stump near home plate to play the game.

      Chuck’s eyes widened as Fill-the-Space Chase positioned himself to throw the ball. Chuck knew the ball had to have been coming in fast behind him, and he felt his stomach flutter in worry. Before he reached first base, he tucked his head under his wing and rolled to the ground.

      WHOOSH! Thud, was all he heard as the ball flew over his head and pounded into Sean’s chest. Sean wrapped his wings around it when he caught the ball then said Arrr, and he gleefully heard Sue yell with delight:

      You’re out!

      The kicking team moaned and groaned expressing their disappointment.

      The chickens had done an imaginative job creating their kickball field in the midst of trees and cactus. They were using tree stumps and a prickly pear plant, with thorns cut off at the top, for first, second and third bases. An upside-down water pan was home plate. They had to avoid trees when they rounded the bases and swing wide while stretching their wings to touch the prickly pear base. Well-worn paths connected the bases and the water pan. Though it was definitely not regulatory, it worked for them.

      It had been two months since the young chickens started attending Ms. Goldspeak’s English class, and while some of their speaking errors had improved, there was still much work to be done.

      We’re still the top banana! Sue cackled in a superior manner.

      You mean Big Banana, Chick, Walt corrected.

      What? Sue looked at him curiously.

      Big Banana, not Top Banana, if you were trying to say you are number one.

      Or top Boss. Jayne added, but then lowered her head and closed her beak when Sue turned sharply and glared at her.

      Whatever! Sue stretched her neck up showing her annoyance. All I was saying is we’re number one. That was third out.

      Chuck, the plump, waddling, Buff Orpington’s head lowered as he slowly tottered to his position on the field.

      Sorry, Chuck, Sue offered as she had been trying to resolve her rudeness issues, but it’s our turn, and we’re going to be the first team to score! You guys are going to lose!

      Really? Street-Talk Walt scolded. It’s just a game, Chick. Stop being so sassy.

      Sue just laughed at Walt and skipped to home plate.

      It’s Sean’s turn to tick the ball, Mixed-Up Chuck reminded the other team.

      KICK. All-the-Same Jayne corrected Chuck’s mistaken word. Everyone had been trying to help Chuck learn the proper words, but, even though they were trying to help, poor Chuck felt their slight annoyance, and it caused him to try to speak less and less.

      You don’t need to tell us whose turn it is to kick, Chuck, Sue said, her wing fists on her hips. Chuck’s head lowered a bit more, and he sulked while standing at the short stop position. Besides, it’s my turn, not his.

      As the team players switched positions on the field, and prepared for their next turn, Chanticleer rooster was making his way to the top of the hen house. He was getting ready to crow and announce the start of class as he peered around the property.

      The chicken coop was completely fenced in, with a door attached, and housed the metal-roofed hen house which was attached to the barn. Around the fence was a buried layer of sheet metal that the farm owner sank into the ground to keep dogs and raccoons from digging under.

      The hen house was divided into a roosting section for sleeping, a section for laying eggs, where the nests were made out of old milk crates, and a classroom with a new white board and desk for Ms. Goldspeak, as well as seven desks for her students

      After the teams had changed sides, with Sue and Chase already on base, it was finally Sean’s turn to kick.

      The Rhode Island Red Breed, Short-Cut Sean, looked like a bird dog pointing at a quail. He stood absolutely still. His crooked beak twitched, and his beautiful, black tail feathers wiggled. He stared down the black-feathered, Australorp pitcher, Re-Say Renee. Suddenly, her right wing swung back, then down and up, releasing a fast-rolling, rubber ball. Take that, Sean! she yelled, but Sean was ready for it. He leaned forward. His gray left leg and foot stepped towards her, while his right one cocked back and kicked through the ball. It flew high, high, and far, until it landed on top of the chicken coop.

      Hurray! shouted Nothing-New Sue, the pretty Aracauna, now with orange neck and brown, body feathers. A home run! In your face, Walt, she sneered. Sue laughed at Walt, Jayne and Chuck, while she and Fill-the-Space Chase winded through trees to round the dead, tree stumps, stretched out to reach carefully for the prickly pear, and ran back to the home watering can ahead of Sean.

      Er-er-uh-eer. Chase tried to crow with his tiny voice, small like the Bantum he was. His plumage was an array of beautiful gray and teal-colored feathers. He was a small rooster, with a small voice, but, still, he was proud.

      Three to nothing, smirked Sue. "Bet you

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