Wade was a duck. A mallard with a name. Which would be typical if he was somebody's pet, but he belongs to no man. He's his own man... duck even. He wasn't sure how he acquired the name, but he knew it was what his personage was called.
Most of his peers enjoyed swimming in the cool of a lake in the middle of a industrial estate that was fed from the run off of the largely concrete environment that surrounded them. Not Wade. He enjoyed civilisation. He wanted to know what it was like to work like a man.
One day, he ventured into one of the large glass front office buildings seeking to gain a career experience. Not surprisingly, office spaces weren't built with the small to medium sized fowl in mind. The cubicle walls towered above him with the similarity that a farm boy in his first visit to the city experiences. He was overwhelmed and amazed.
Casually strolling down the aisle between the burlap walls, he found a vacant space with an office chair and computer. His beak found the round button which initiated startup. He flapped his wings to roost on his new found chair and watched as the monitor displayed the unfamiliar Microsoft Windows logo.
He found that although the chair, keyboard, and mouse were designed with ergonomics in mind... the designers didn't consider wingtips in their potential users. Nevertheless, Wade experimentally wiggled the mouse and mastered left and right clicks. Soon he navigated his way to the Internet Explorer icon and searched for...
(Your suggestions to how this story should continue would be welcomed in the comments. I just wanted to write again. I realise how ridiculous this story is, but it's fun to write with no limit to the imagination. I think that's what I like best about children's stories.)
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