Percy the Penguin lived at the South Pole. With many good friends he would laugh and cajole. They would slip and slide and play in the snow, laughing and shouting and running to and fro. Percy was a happy lad with a great big caring heart but there was a little thing that sadly set him apart. Unlike his dear little friends, who loved the winds from above, Percy was always shivering cold and wore a hat, scarf and gloves. But nobody laughed at or made fun of their friend for they loved him and would protect him to the end. They would cuddle around him on cold, windy days to help keep him warm in their cute little ways. One day, when the sun had melted some ice and the water was blue like the heavenly skies, they said, “Come on Percy, lets swim in the sea.” “I'd loved to” he said, “But it’s too cold for me.” So his friends went away leaving Percy alone with no-one to talk to; if only he’d known. Then shouting and singing and laughing with glee, his friends had returned with a gift, he could see. “This is for you, we made it last night, out of feathers and twine all knotted and tight”. He opened it up and laughed like a goat, his friends had made him a warm feather coat. They all busied round to help him put it on and from Percy's little face such a smile now shone. He was lovely and warm and ready for fun, “Come on everybody” and away he did run. Well, off they all went and gleefully dived in making a noisy but merry old din. They laughed and swam and played till the end. Oh, how Percy loved his dear little friends. * Written by Darren Scanlon, 16th April 2014. This revised version written 10th April 2015. ©2015 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.