In “The Curious Ostrich and the Sandwich Mistake,” curiosity takes center stage as Ozzy the ostrich dares to try something completely human: a sandwich.
On a wide, dusty ostrich farm, lived a particularly curious ostrich named Ozzy. Unlike the others, Ozzy wasn’t content with just pecking at grain or running laps in the sun. He had questions, lots of them, and a strong urge to experience the strange world of humans.
Lately, Ozzy had been eyeing the farmhands during their lunch breaks. Day after day, he watched them unwrap soft, doughy sandwiches packed with colorful layers of food. Something about them fascinated him.
Why do humans love these things so much? he wondered. Maybe I’d love them too.
He asked the other ostriches if they had ever tried a sandwich. They scoffed.
“Disgusting,” said one.
“Totally not for us,” added another.
“Trust me, you’ll regret it,” warned the oldest ostrich with a shudder.
But Ozzy wasn’t the type to let someone else’s opinion stop him. “Please,” he muttered to himself, “if I can eat sand and pebbles, how bad can a sandwich be?”
Determined, Ozzy scratched out a message on a piece of wood using his claws. It was a crude drawing of himself next to a sandwich, followed by a dramatic image of him walking away from the farm. He tossed it through the window of the farmer’s house and waited.
Surprisingly, the farmer saw the scribbles and seemed to get the idea. That afternoon, he returned with a plate stacked high with sandwiches – no hesitation, no research, just a big smile and a thumbs-up.
Ozzy couldn’t believe it. Finally! He devoured the sandwiches like he hadn’t eaten in days. And for a moment, everything seemed great.
Until night fell.
The air turned foul, like, unbearably foul. Every living thing on the farm woke up gagging.
When they went to investigate, they found Ozzy doubled over, his body convulsing as he unleashed an endless stream of poop. It was catastrophic. The farm practically became a disaster zone.
The other ostriches? They couldn’t stop laughing.
Day after day, the mess continued, until the farm was practically covered in Ozzy’s… “output.” And, something else was also happening. The farmer noticed the crops near Ozzy’s pen were growing taller, greener, and healthier.
Soon, he was bagging the waste and selling it to neighboring farms as fertilizer. Business boomed.
Meanwhile, Ozzy wasn’t laughing. His stomach hurt, his pride was bruised, and he had to be rushed to the vet for treatment.
He recovered, eventually. But one thing changed: Ozzy still stayed curious, but now, he asked a lot more questions before trying anything new.
Moral: Curiosity is good, but there is wisdom in listening to others before diving in headfirst.
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