By James D.

Hello every duck (or person), I am Baby Duck Duck Head. I live in Duckyland with my brothers, cousins, grandmas, grandpa, mom, dad, aunt and uncle! One day I came across one of my brothers, Rock Duck Duck Head, and he asked me if I wanted to go on a vacation. “Definitely,” I said. “Though Duckyland is one of my favorite places to live, it has gotten pretty boring.”

“Maybe we should ask our daddy if we can go on a vacation,” said Rock Duck Duck Head.

So that’s what we did. We asked our dad, Shop Duck Duck, if we could go on a vacation. “I’ll think about it,” he said.

He thought about it until one evening when we were all sitting at the table, eating our seaweed dinner. “I’ve been doing lots of research,” said Shop Duck Duck, “and I haven’t found anything!” “Calm down daddy,” said Rock Duck Duck Head. “You’ll find something.” “May I have dessert?” I interrupted. “Yes, Baby Duck Duck Head,” said my mom, Tooterson. (She’s a platypus.) All of my brothers went to get dessert. My brothers names are: Rock Duck Duck Head, Plum Duck Duck, and Squirmers (he is a seahorse). I grabbed some ice cream, Rock Duck Duck Head got a popsicle, and my other brothers said they would pass. “Yum, this ice cream is really good,” I said. “Same with this popsicle,” said Rock Duck Duck Head. “Yes!” said Daddy. “I can send you two to Popsicle land and Ice Cream land!”

“Ok kids,” he said, “Baby Duck Duck Head.” “Yes, ma’am,” I interrupted. “Stop Baby Duck Duck Head!” said Shop Duck Duck. “Don’t Interrupt ducks as they’re talking.” He had a low voice, but it was pretty quiet. “Ok, as I was saying,” he said. “Baby Duck Duck Head, you’re going to Ice Cream Land and…” ”Yay yay yay yay yay yay!!!!!!!!!!” I said. “Baby Duck Duck Head!!!” said Shop Duck Duck angrily. “Oops,” I said. Rock Duck Duck Head continued, “You’re going to Popsicle Land!”

“ Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!” I said.

“Ok, Baby Duck Duck Head,” said Shop Duck Duck, “Your vacation is scheduled first.”

“Ok,” I said cheerfully. “Can I fly there?” “Yes,” said Daddy. “But it is a long way to fly.” “Easy,” I said. “Ok,” said Daddy. “Bye!” “Wait a sec,” I said. “I am going right now?” “Yep,” said Shop Duck Duck. “Ok then,” I said. “Bye!” I was off to Ice Cream Land! Woohoo!

“B-burrrrrrrrr,” I said. “It’s c-cold-d.” The flight was really long and I threw up, ew! I even saw it splatter on someone’s house, oops. I couldn’t believe that I was flying so far by myself. It was 20 hours from Duckyland to Ice Cream Land. My vacation hadn’t had a great start, as you probably can already tell. “Phew,” I said, I’m finally”- zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. “What, did I miss anything?”-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. “Good morning everybody. Wait, oh yeah, I’m in Ice Cream Land,” I said. “Without my family. Ew! I’m sleeping on ice cream, bleh. Whelp, I better get up aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” I had fallen through the ice cream! “What a great way to start the day,” I said sarcastically. “ “Best vacation ever,” I said, not sounding happy at all. “Yay.”

“I better go home to Duckyland. This trip isn’t going the way I expected it to. Bye, Ice Cream Land,” I said. With that, I flew back home and I saw Rock Duck Duck Head.

“How’d your amazing vacation go?” he asked. “I’m really excited for mine!”

Then I told him all about my horrible vacation and he said he loved it!

“But why?” I asked. “Because,” he said, “you went somewhere else! Remember a few days ago when we really wanted to go on a vacation?”

“You did that!” he continued. “You did what you really wanted to do!”

“You’re right,” I said. That WAS the best vacation ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

James D. is a Level 1 student at Alpha who has an enormous collection of ducks and loves to play basketball.

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