[ WP ] Today , he feels different -- empowered . Not fearful , weak , or victimized . Because today , on his 6th birthday , the ugly duckling discovers who he truly is all along , a dragon

`` Yer a dragon, Ducky'', the large man said. Ducky looked up at him, skeptical at first, but then the puzzle seemed to click into place. The other ducks in the pond had always taunted Ducky for his lack of feathers, his un-webbed feet, and his reptilian eyes ( although, if Ducky was being honest with himself, his eyes always had been the one thing he did n't mind about himself ). Suddenly, though, with the appearance of this strange man, Ducky understood why he was never like the other ducklings. He was n't like them at all! He was better than them. *He* was a *dragon*. 
 Ducky snapped out of his inner thoughts as the large, gruff man asked him to follow him out of the pond. Ducky happily obliged, as he had never really enjoyed the water as much as his peers anyway. Walking along the grass, Ducky wondered out loud if he would be like the legendary dragons from Westeros that he had read about in history class. The gruff man assured Ducky that he could be even better. 
 Ducky quacked with excitement, as a great stream of fire rushed from his throat. He could n't believe that it had taken him this long to see where he belonged. 
 It was the other ducklings' faults. They never tried to help him, they only taunted him! And why had his parents never told Ducky this secret? As Ducky followed the gruff man to the cave on the edge of the pond, he began to write a long list of all of the people he wanted to show his fire.
