Children’s story about rooster: Meimei and the Rooster
Meimei is a little girl with a natural talent for drawing. She can easily draw any animal she sees in picture books. Among all the animals, Meimei loves the rooster the most.
Meimei lives in the city and has never actually seen a real rooster. Her mother, puzzled, asked her, “Why do you like roosters instead of sheep or tigers?”
Meimei’s answer was unique: “Because you can see the other animals at the zoo.”
Under her mother’s guidance, Meimei drew many roosters. Each one looked calm, tall, and majestic. Of course, Meimei also drew cows, sheep, and tigers, but those who saw her drawings couldn’t help but praise her roosters. With their proud, uplifted heads, vibrant red combs, smooth and shiny reddish-purple feathers, and sturdy claws, they looked like victorious generals.
Meimei’s hard work paid off, and her rooster drawing won a gold medal in her kindergarten’s art competition.
The award-winning rooster was just as happy as Meimei. Seeing how much Meimei liked him, the rooster felt proud and often strutted confidently in front of the other animals in her drawings. He secretly decided to give Meimei a surprise so she could see a real rooster.
The opportunity finally came. One day, Meimei’s mother had to work late, leaving Meimei alone at home. When Meimei opened her drawing board, the rooster seized the chance and let out a loud crow: “Cock-a-doodle-doo!”
There was no TV on, and the dog downstairs was barking, “Woof! Woof!” “What is that sound?” Meimei was startled and quickly straightened up to look out the window.
“Cock-a-doodle-doo! It’s me crowing,” said the rooster on the drawing board, proudly lifting his head and opening his mouth.
“Rooster, can you crow?” Meimei was shocked. She had never heard of a rooster that could crow.
“Not only can I crow, but I can also fly,” said the rooster. Then, with great flair, he jumped out of the frame, flapping his proud wings and flying around the room. He flew onto the sofa, then the coffee table, and then onto the TV.
Meimei stood there, stunned. By the time she snapped out of it, the rooster had already landed on the floor and was strutting around calmly.
The rooster was pleased with the effect and hummed a little tune, hoping to get closer to Meimei. He had no idea that Meimei was upset. She had always thought the rooster stayed in the picture and had never imagined that roosters could crow, fly, and walk around the house. Thinking about how her mother’s neatly organized home had become a mess and how she would be scolded when her mother returned, Meimei became so distressed that she started to cry.
The rooster, who had expected a warm welcome, was surprised to find that not only was Meimei ignoring him, but she also wanted him to leave. He had no choice but to fold his wings and, like a defeated soldier, slump back into the picture frame.
Before the rooster re-entered the frame, he turned to Meimei and said, “This is how roosters live.” But his voice was so soft that even he could barely hear it.
When Meimei saw the rooster go back into the frame, she quickly closed the drawing board. But her heart was still pounding. It turned out that roosters were so scary, and she decided that she would never draw another rooster again.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
