Rubber Ducks are cool. I love their funny little body and the ingenious way they have grown from simple little yellow ducks to ninjas, cowboys, Nurses, and more. You can find a lot of ducky designs in my shop.
Jim Henson popularized rubber ducks in 1970, performing the songs “Rubber Duckie” and “DUCKIE” as Ernie, a popular Muppet from Sesame Street. Ernie frequently spoke to his duck and carried it with him in other segments of the show. On a special occasion, Little Richard performed the song.
I have some that have glow in the dark, some that are devils, and a couple that are very tiny that came from China this spring.
Why do I like ducks?
I am a Mom and for one reason or another, I have found that we have brought into our family lots of other kids that have needed a place to call home for a while.
A long time ago, a good friend of mine was going through a hard time and had to go to AA to recover from a drinking problem. One day he was telling me about something he learned that really helped him learn to let go of the world’s problems. Here’s the story:
A man had a hard time keeping track of his life and went to a Monastery to find some peace. He asked a monk who seemed to be the wisest to help him with this problem. The monk nodded and handed him a bottle. When the man looked inside the bottle he saw a small yellow duck. Puzzled he asked the monk what he was supposed to do with the duck in the bottle. The monk replied, ” You must get the duck out of the bottle. “ The man smiled, as he had already read up on the tricks of the zen masters. This duck in the bottle was one of the many lessons, so he took the duck and the bottle back to his room and for hours, then days, then weeks tried to figure out how to get the duck out of the bottle without breaking the bottle.
At last the man was exhausted from trying to solve the puzzle and came to find the monk once more. ” I can not get this duck from the bottle without killing the duck or breaking the bottle. I have tried and learned only that there is no right or wrong answer. So surely this must be your lesson. ” The monk shook his head and handed the man back the bottle and told him to returned in 2 weeks.
Two weeks later the young man returned again. This time with a huge smile on his face. I figured it out! I know how to find peace!
He handed the bottle with the duck inside back to the monk and said ;
“It’s not my duck and it’s not my bottle”.
At last that was the answer. This was a good lesson on not taking on other people’s baggage and making it our own, by allowing them to distract us from our peace.
When all of the kids would come to us, I began calling them my ducks. Each of them were my flock grew large through the years. I accepted them all with their backstories and issues just as I did my own children. There are no ugly ducklings in my flock, only beautiful and wonderful souls. Each of them has been told the story about the ducks in the bottle, learning how to let go of the baggage other people would like to put on them and pass it back, not their ducks or their bottles. Then I have watched as each one of my little ducks has managed to come out of their own bottles as wise, caring, sensitive, loyal, and witty young people whom I admire greatly. Now my ducks each wear a different hat, but will always be my little duck.
Happy Ducky Day!
~ Crysta ~
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