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Join the turkeys of Turkey Trot as they come up with clever disguises to avoid becoming Thanksgiving dinner and embark on a daring escape plan. Will they outsmart Old McDonald and save themselves from their fate? Find out in this suspenseful and heartwarming story of friendship and bravery.
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Tricky Turkeys By: Mrs. Hall Illustrations by Mrs. Hall and class.
Back on Old McDonald’s Farm the turkeys had a town meeting. Gary Gobble, the mayor of Turkey Trot, gathered each of the turkeys together to discuss the unfortunate holiday of Thanksgiving. “Thanksgiving is just two days away,” he said. “We must do something before we end up on the dinner table. Does anyone have any ideas how to save ourselves again from the terrible fate?
The littlest turkey, Timmy, asked, “What did you do last year? I was too little to remember.” • Francis Feathers answered, “Well last year we all ran into the horse stables where our farm friends hid us from Old McDonald.” • “Can’t we do that this year?” Timmy asked. • “No we will be caught, we were found the day after Thanksgiving and Old McDonald was very angry. I thought he was going to pluck our feathers right then and there.
“It’s hopeless,” grumbled Francis Feathers. “We might as well surrender now. Tomorrow the people will come to select the biggest and plumpest of us all for their Thanksgiving dinner.” • “And then the rest of us will be bought,” put in Toby Trot. • “This is a sad holiday for all Turkeys,” exclaimed Gary. • “I have an idea,” said Timmy. • “Since there are no good ideas we will just go and wait for our doom,” said Gary sadly. • “I have an idea,” remarked Timmy. • Gary waved, “Goodbye all my good friends.”
Timmy, jumping up and down frantically yelled, “Hey, I have an idea, listen to me!” All the turkeys turned to look at Timmy. “Why don’t we each put on a disguise? • “What kind of disguise asked Francis? • “Any disguise that will keep us from looking like turkeys. We could disguise ourselves as sheep, zebras, horses, cows, people, dogs, cats, a tree, or anything you could think of. What do you say? I’m not ready to be stuffed turkey just yet.” • “I do believe this young turkey may have a fantastic idea. We will all disguise ourselves. We must each search the farm for anything that could be used, starting now!” Shouted the mayor.
The turkeys searched the entire farmyard. They thought they could use the sunglasses found on Old McDonald’s porch, and the flip flops too. Timmy was in luck, he found that Mrs. McDonald had just washed the clothes and hung them on the line to dry. He scooped up all he thought would be helpful. The sheep offered them all the wool they had to spare. The horses gave them spare hay, saddles, and blankets. They couldn’t believe all they found. They were ready to make their disguises.
They next day the turkeys heard a crowd of people waiting outside the fence. “Here they come,” whispered Timmy. “We have to blend in.” • As the people walked through the fence they were angry. “They must be out of turkeys, let’s go” • This happened many times throughout the day.
“I can’t believe I have not sold one turkey today. What is going on,” thought Old McDonald? “I’m going to find out.” Old McDonald walked outside to the turkey pen. “Where were the turkeys? He wondered. “You lot of goofy gobblers get out here now so I can make some money! Not one gobble, gobble was heard. “I know you’re out here, there’s nowhere else you can go.” Just then Old McDonald noticed the small boy walking around the pen wearing sunglasses, a straw hat and a pink flowered apron. “What on earth?” he thought. Then he saw the strangest looking sheep he ever saw. It had patches of wool missing, a beak, and only two legs. “Something isn’t right.” He thought. He knew it wasn’t right when he saw an elephant that was the height of a turkey. “All right you bunch of feathered fiends, I know what your up to! Drop the disguises. Your lucky I don’t pluck and cook you myself.”
Just then a line of people strolled up to the gate wanting a plump turkey for their Thanksgiving feast. Old McDonald let them all in. “It’s your lucky day folks, all turkeys are half price.” He shot an evil glare at Gary the mayor. • The turkeys froze in terror. Francis sobbed, and the mayor began plucking his own feathers. Just then Timmy had the best idea of all. Timmy quickly trotted up to the mayor and whispered something to him. Timmy and the mayor each began whispering to each of the turkeys. As each of the people chose a turkey for their meal they started toward the turkey.
Each turkey began to speak politely to their capture making their best speech to persuade them to let them free.
