Part I-The Escape of a Rooster Named Harbor

A handsome rooster with red-breasted feathers, soft and lustrous, and a head covered with golden plumage, was too unhappy to sing about his age, so he embarked on a long journey, sadly departing from his friends. Thousands of miles over farms, vallies, villages and cities he flew, seeking with all his strength an urban, bustling place... to terminate that monotony, which made him too blue and disunite himself from an ordinary life which implied bondage. And roaring over majestic mountains, rolling hills and cities with skyscrapers, he encountered suspicious and envious eagles that challenged him with their vicious shrills, but he displayed no apparent rage... still diving into luminous and transparent clouds. The unhappy roosted had not rested for three long days, and exhausted of flying, he decided to take a brief break by a bubbling stream; his dry,wind-whipped eyes started to roll and he fell asleep... and trancing and tossing, he rolled downhill into an harbor of sailing ships. The well-rested rooster woke up around noon, finding himself in the lap of a gorgeous boy and he was telling his mom kndly, " I want this rooster, he can keep the lonesome and quite parrot company." And she replied, "It's a not a pet, my son!" she explained. Mothers always try to please their kids, and sometimes spoil them, not according to their customs and bekiefs...fathers are much stricter than them. "I'll take care of him and I'll feed him, and soon he'll be living on our ranch home." "From now on, his name will be Harbor: the lovely place where I found him." The gentle boy kept his promise and Harbor became family, and the untalkative parrot tought that Harbor to say the same and exact words he said, and as days went by, nobody knew how he could utter them humanly; and how did they find out that Harbor was smater than any other rooster or even bird? They actually heard them in a challenging conversation who could find a perfect mate in the shortest time and the shrewd parrot would surely be a winner, but to his surprise, Harbor, with his accumulated widdsom, sought in a nearby, sunny farm, where chickens were raised and transported on an old air conditioner freighter. Harbor looked around, and he didn't seem to like any chicks he saw; was he about to give up on his search? Suddenly not! He trotted past the noisy barn, and to his bewilderment, he spotted a beautiful chick on the grass below... and gallantly accosted her, and with a chat, he started a romantic affair by keeping her warm.