" ‎They are angry with me, because I know what I am." Said the little eagle. " How do you know that they are angry with you?" " Because, they despise me for wanting to soar, they only want me to peck at the dirt, looking for ants, with them. But I can't do that. I don't have chicken feet, I have eagle wings." " And what is so wrong with having eagle wings and no chicken feet?" Asked the old owl. " I'm not sure, that's what I'm trying to find out." " They hate you because you know that you are an eagle and they want you to think you are a chicken so that you will peck at the ground looking for ants and worms, so that you will never know that you are an eagle and always think yourself a chicken. Let them hate you, they will always be chickens, and you will always be an eagle. You must fly. You must soar." Said the old owl. "