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Miloš Macourek was born in 1926 at Kromeriz, Czechoslovakia. After
studying at a school of music and drama, he held various jobs as a
factory worker, scene shifter, warehouseman, publisher's editor,
university lecturer on literature and art, story editor for
Czechoslovak Films, and lately also as a screenwriter. Apart from his children's books. He writes poetry
and prose, as well as plays.

Jacob's Chicken

by: Milos Macourek (1926-2002)

A
chicken is a chicken, you all know how a chicken looks, sure you do, so
go ahead and draw a chicken the teacher tells the children, and all the
kids suck on crayons and then draw chickens, coloring them black or
brown, with black or
brown crayons, but wouldn't you know it, look at Jacob, he draws a
chicken with every crayon in the box,

then borrows some from Laura, and
Jacob's chicken ends up with an orange head, blue wings and red thighs
and the teacher says that's some
bizarre chicken, what do you say children, and the kids roll with
laughter while the teacher goes on, saying, that's all
because Jacob wasn't paying attention, and, to tell the truth, Jacob's
chicken really looks more like a turkey,
no wait, a peacock, it's as big as a quail and as lean as a swallow, a
peculiar pullet, to say the least, Jacob earns an F for it and the
chicken, instead of being
hung on
the wall, migrates to a pile of misfits on top of the teacher's
cabinet, the poor chicken's feelings are hurt, nothing makes it happy
about being on top of a teacher's cabinet, so, deciding not to be
chicken, it flies off through the open window.