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"I never used to like the wind. It rattled me inside. It frightened me because it meant change. Now I sit still and quiet, watching a restless winter wind blow through the trees. I welcome the wind. I now know why I have this story to tell. So come with me to the headwaters of the river. "Eaglet and the River" is my story." When lightning strikes the nest of a young eagle, he tumbles into the rushing river below, injuring his wing. The current carries Eaglet downstream, where he meets various animals eager to help him get back home. A beaver puts a splint on Eaglet's wing, a group of mice...

"I never used to like the wind. It rattled me inside. It frightened me because it meant change. Now I sit still and quiet, watching a restless winter wind blow through the trees. I welcome the wind. I now know why I have this story to tell. So come with me to the headwaters of the river. "Eaglet and the River" is my story." When lightning strikes the nest of a young eagle, he tumbles into the rushing river below, injuring his wing. The current carries Eaglet downstream, where he meets various animals eager to help him get back home. A beaver puts a splint on Eaglet's wing, a group of mice...