Moorhen, I hear you could help me please I am lost. I do not know what I am and I need a drink. I am hungry and thirsty and tired too, please can I come home with you.

Dear dear little one you need a friend do not worry your nearly home, I am number nine, follow me you will be fine. I love the water just like you and my nest is just over the little bridge. Follow me on over I will show you the way because I can tell it has been a long day.

I like your red feathers on your head they are very colourful moorhen.

Yes, they are Rana and some of your relatives in other countries are colourful too, not all look the same as you. Look over there, is a flock of duck so close, head for number ten, with a bye bye from your friend the moorhen.

Written by Janet Fagan
Ensemble Arts