And on her farm she had some ducks
With a quack quack here, And a quack quack there
And quack quack everywhere ………
Those were the privileges of living in a kampong. Grandma used to rear a small flock of ducks (and chicken as well). Those duckies really made a lot of noise especially when it came to feeding time.
Ducklings were the cutest of all. Such a joy to watch them swimming happily in the big tub that substituted for a natural pond. Grandma used to chop up cockles into small pieces and fed them to those little fluffy things and they grew up fast …..
But some of the ducklings would turn out to be males – male ducks are called “drakes” – the adult ones made little noise, something like a person who had a bad sore throat and lost his voice. The ratio of male-to-female ducks was like 1:20, or so I felt. Why ? I dunno lah