Ko
Ko began carrying around a canvas bag full of feathers. She handed them out to her friends.
"So you'll be as light as a feather," she said, as she handed one to her father.
"So you'll be as soft as a feather," she said, as she handed one to the girl next door.
"So you'll be as communicative as a quill," she said, as she handed one to her dog.
"Ko, why do you have feathers?" asked her mother.
"I don't know," said Ko. "I thought it'd be nice."
"So you'll be as light as a feather," she said, as she handed one to her father.
"So you'll be as soft as a feather," she said, as she handed one to the girl next door.
"So you'll be as communicative as a quill," she said, as she handed one to her dog.
"Ko, why do you have feathers?" asked her mother.
"I don't know," said Ko. "I thought it'd be nice."