{"id":415,"date":"2011-02-04T10:13:34","date_gmt":"2011-02-04T18:13:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lisathorpeartist.wordpress.com\/?p=415"},"modified":"2011-02-04T10:13:34","modified_gmt":"2011-02-04T18:13:34","slug":"be-the-rooster-something-to-crow-about","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lisathorpe.com\/index.php\/2011\/02\/04\/be-the-rooster-something-to-crow-about\/","title":{"rendered":"BE the Rooster: something to crow about"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Well I had and interesting week trying to BE the Rooster.\u00a0 I first thought about my personal encounters with Roosters, and to be perfectly honest they are few.\u00a0 The most striking and memorable experience with roosters has been on my two visits to the Island of Kauai.\u00a0 If you have been to Kauai then you know what I\u2019m talking about.\u00a0 There are wandering tribes of chickens all over the island.\u00a0 At the head of each tribe is a Rooster chief.\u00a0 The chickens on the island are feral and numerous.\u00a0 Kauai has no natural predators to disrupt the population growth and human activity hasn\u2019t slowed there spread at all.\u00a0 There are several theories about why there are some many feral chickens.\u00a0 The one we heard the most was that they all got loose during Hurricane Iniki in 1992 and have been having a wild chicken party ever since.\u00a0 The other theory is that plantation workers brought them over in the late 1800s for eating and cockfighting and they got loose and have been having a wild chicken party ever since.\u00a0 Whichever is true, or another truth completely, chickens on Kauai have been partying for a long time!\u00a0 I must say that although the incessant crowing can be a bit much, there is no denying that a rooster is a handsome critter.\u00a0 On the island you encounter some amazing plumage and an abundance of strutting and crowing.\u00a0 And that finally leads me to my point, in trying to BE the rooster I found myself vacillating between two ideas of Rooster and his motives. One: Rooster really is a proud and haughty fool that believes that it is his cock-a-doodle-do and his strutting and bluster is what brings the sun back each morning.\u00a0 He believes that without the power of his voice the sun will not rise and that he is the hero of each day.\u00a0 The second explanation is this:\u00a0 Rooster, like many of us, is afraid of the dark. His cry each morning is a desperate prayer to return the world to light.\u00a0 Rooster in the long night has lost faith; his crow is the equivalent of whistling in the dark.\u00a0 And when the sun does appear again his exuberant swaggering wail is a crow of great relief, relief that he has another chance, another day.\u00a0 If there is a bit of Rooster in me it is most definitely the latter.\u00a0 A bit of bluster and show to confirm that I am still here, that my life has meaning and purpose.\u00a0 A good exercise really so if you have the chance this weekend, go ahead, BE the ROOSTER and crow a little (but not too much or your family might decide to put you in the stew pot!).<\/p>\n

Here is a list of Roosters call in different languages\u2026 a cock-a-doodle-doo by any other name would sounds as <\/em> bold<\/em>\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n