Apollo 2, the Magnificent is the story of a beautiful rooster that is suddenly dumped into the yard of a retired couple who happen to live in town. This couple isn't happy to be awakened so early every morning. They also have a preconceived notion that roosters are dangerous and can hurt someone. What can they do about this unwanted situation? This sometimes funny and often tender relationship between the rooster and the retired couple progresses over time, until one day an incident changes everything, turning Apollo 2's world upside down.
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By Sharon Ball, Mary Connors
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Sometimes life's lessons appear in the most unexpected ways. One of mine began very early one morning while I was sleeping soundly and dreaming that I lived on a farm. A rooster was crowing and urging me to "rise and shine." It took a lot of effort, but I finally rolled out of bed to begin my day.
Later that afternoon, I walked out back to relax on our patio when I spotted the rooster. Oh, my! This was no dream! He was way in the back and very magnificent and brightly colored. He proudly walked back and forth, pecking happily in the grass for food. As he walked, his head jutted out to the front with each step he took. He had a rhythm about his movements—step, bob, step, bob, step, bob. He seemed to be very much at home. Where did he come from? I wondered. After all, we live in town, not in the country.
We found out someone had dumped him in our yard, and believe me, I wasn't happy about having a rooster. All I had ever heard was that they would jump on you and cut you with those sharp spurs. My husband and I were retired and not too happy about being awakened so early every morning. I wondered how to solve this problem. Maybe the rooster would just wander off somewhere else.
As I watched him walk, I became curious about him, so I tried to get a little closer. If I got too close, he backed away a bit, so I talked softly to him. He stared at me intensely as if he were studying me and trying to figure me out. We did this little back-and-forth dance a few times before I gave up and went inside.
Each morning very early, I heard the cock-a-doodle-doo of our rooster. He kept on crowing and actually walked to several other houses, loudly proclaiming the start of the day. I noticed how he would hold his head up high and his chest out. He looked so proud. He let us get a little closer now and turned to look us over. His head tilted to one side and then to the other as he studied us. It was obvious we were curious about each other.
One morning as I was pulling weeds in a flower bed, the rooster moved closer as he observed me at work. He moved a little closer, pecking in the grass and making soft gurgling sounds. I started talking softly to him, so he continued those funny little sounds, too, like we were having a conversation.
"Hello, fella! Is that your happy talk?" I asked him. From then on he stayed close to me when I worked in my yard. I actually loved his company.
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