Just who do you think you are making fun of someone like me? Why I’m a thousand times better than the whole lot of you! Oh shut your foul mouths! I shouted back on one of many tormented occasions. It was at moments like this that I wanted to shrink off the face of the earth and never be seen or heard from again. It was my mother who suggested that I be named Chanticleer: I think that our daughter should have a French name befitting her mother’s ancestry.Īnd so I was given the moniker Chanticleer, which from the French means chanter, to sing and cler, clear was the name of the cock in the medieval tale, Reynard the Fox.Īs you can well imagine with a name as unusual as mine, I was oftentimes mocked by my peers: Look who’s coming, why it’s that stupid red-headed rooster. I was born on a beautiful sunlit morning in May 1840. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to and purchase your own copy. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only.
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