It was so clear that he was just so proudly happy to be simply and just he.
A little quirky - with his bright green head. A little bit offbeat with his yellow beak. A little bit different than all of the others piddling and paddling around.
It didn't bother him that his voice croaked and creaked. He didn't wait to see if anyone was listening. He opened his mouth wide and spoke out loud.
His energy...his confidence was totally inspiring. In spite of his flaws and imperfections. In spite of his weirdly wonderful ways. In spite of all that - he held his head tall and high. He knew - he had magic inside.