🦅 If you are raised with chickens…
…you learn to scratch the ground.
To hide from shadows.
To look at the ground and not at the sky.

Even if you were born to fly,
if no one teaches you…
if everyone around you only knows how to walk…
you end up believing that you are also a chicken.

That happened to the eaglet.
It fell from its nest during a storm…
and grew up in a chicken coop.

No one taught it to fly.
They only told it how to survive.
And so it lived: strong, with large wings…
but hunched.

Until one day…
an old eagle passed by.
Free. Majestic.
And upon seeing it there, she shouted:
—What are you doing down there?!

—I'm a chicken! —he replied.

She came down, looked him in the eyes, and said:
—Look closely. Look at your wings. Look at your shadow.

She took him to a puddle.
And upon seeing its reflection, he understood…
He was never a chicken.
He was always an eagle.

That day, he flapped his wings.
Once…
Twice…
And on the third… he flew.

✨ If you feel like you don’t fit in, that you are made for more… don’t be confused.
Maybe you’re not broken.
Maybe you just grew up in the wrong pen.

You were not born to stay on the ground.
You were born to touch the sky. 🦅