The Gull Who Copied the Foghorn
On a rocky point where the sea met the sky, a young gull named Skerry lived near an old lighthouse. Every foggy morning, the lighthouse horn gave a deep, slow groan to warn the fishing boats. Skerry thought it was the grandest sound in the world, and she practiced it until she could copy it perfectly.
Soon she could not resist showing off. Whenever the fog rolled in, Skerry sat on the roof and groaned along with the horn. The other gulls laughed and clapped their wings. The keeper only shook his head and smiled.
One afternoon, the horn stopped working. A gray wall of fog slid across the water, and the boats were still far out. The keeper climbed the stairs and tried every switch, but the machine stayed silent.
Skerry saw the worried look on his face. She flew to the railing, took a deep breath, and sounded her best foghorn call. It was thinner than the real one, yet it carried over the waves. She called all evening until her throat was sore, and one by one the boats crept home along the sound.
The next day, the keeper fixed the horn and left a pile of fresh sardines on the roof. Skerry ate them proudly. She had learned that a talent for fun can also become a gift, if you are willing to use it when someone truly needs it.