Fibh says again “A Boy”.

“A boy you say? Hmmm, well isn't that the silliest thing I've ever heard”. Then she turns to the rest of them “Listen girls, this youngling wants to become a boy!” And they all start laughing, again.

“I can't see whats funny with my dream of becoming a boy?” Fibh shouts out over there laughter.

“You see Youngling we also dream, dream of staying alive, out of harms way, to have chicks of our own. You see these are the things that all birds dream of, but never the thought of becoming a human?”.

“Well I guess some birds dream bigger than others” Fibh replies. And as the Albatrosses change direction and head off on another route, Mrs Albatross can be heard saying “They sure do youngling, they sure do, some more than others! Goodbye and good luck!”.

ibh was well on his way now. With his little back pack clutched between his feet, singing to himself. Imaging what it would be like when he becomes a boy.

“I'm so excited. Just cant wait to have legs, wear trousers and a shirt, able to comb my hair rather than pluck my feathers” Fibh was saying to himself.

Then all of a sudden. “Move out of my way youngling” said Mrs Albatross in a long drawn out tiresome voice.

And there flying past Fibh were a flock of the BIGGEST birds he had ever seen. “Wow!” Fibh exclaimed. “What kind of birds are you sir?”.

“Sir, who are you calling SIR?.I am a Lady!”.

route, Mrs Albatross can be heard saying “They sure do youngling, they sure do, some more than others! Goodbye and good luck!”.

on end, without the thought of getting tired. And where are you flying too? With those tiny little wings?” Mrs Albatross ask's, while all the other Albatrosses start laughing at him.

“Who me?” Fibh asks. “I'm off to America. I'm off there to fullfil my dream of becoming a boy”.

Mrs Albatross replies “A what?”.

Fibh says again “A Boy”.

“A boy you say? Hmmm, well isn't that the silliest thing I've ever heard”. Then she turns to the rest of them “Listen girls, this

ibh was well on his way now. With his little back pack clutched between his feet, singing to himself. Imaging what it would be like when he becomes a boy.

“I'm so excited. Just cant wait to have legs, wear trousers and a shirt, able to comb my hair rather than pluck my feathers” Fibh was saying to himself.

Then all of a sudden. “Move out of my way youngling” said Mrs Albatross in a long drawn out tiresome voice.

And there flying past Fibh were a

there to fullfil my dream of becoming a boy”.

Mrs Albatross replies “A what?”.

Fibh says again “A Boy”.

“A boy you say? Hmmm, well isn't that the silliest thing I've ever heard”. Then she turns to the rest of them “Listen girls, this youngling wants to become a boy!” And they all start laughing, again.

“I can't see whats funny with my dream of becoming a boy?” Fibh shouts out over there laughter.

“You see Youngling we also dream, dream of staying alive, out of harms way, to have chicks of our own. You see these are the things that all birds dream of, but never the

ibh was well on his way now. With his little back pack clutched between his feet, singing to himself. Imaging what it would be like when he becomes a boy.

“I'm so excited. Just cant wait to have legs, wear trousers and a shirt, able to comb my hair rather than pluck my feathers” Fibh was saying to himself.

Then all of a sudden. “Move out of my way youngling” said Mrs Albatross in a long drawn out tiresome voice.

And there flying past Fibh were a flock of the BIGGEST birds he had ever seen. “Wow!” Fibh exclaimed. “What kind of birds are you sir?”.