Quackers the duck

This is funny. Why my job is so great. On Saturday, I did a program called Nature Detectives. I teach children from ages 3-5 years old about animals that live in the salt marsh. I was really excited because I got to use a real duck for this program, as opposed to the stuffed ducks that we have on display. I picked up the duck from Sulfer Creek and they told me that Quackers poops alot so I needed to put a diaper on her. No questions asked, it didn't seem hard to put a diaper on a duck. So I brought Quackers to the shoreline and got her ready for the program. I started teaching the kids about ducks and then I told them I had a suprise and I pulled out Quackers. The kids were super excited. I tried putting the diaper on, but I couldn't because I was holding her with one hand while her legs were running (and one wing flapping) all over the place. Try putting a diaper on a duck with one hand - It is not that easy. So I didn't worry about putting the diaper on. She pooped on the ground a few times missing me by inches. Not a big deal. But then I decided to put her in a duck play pen so the kids could feed her and watch her walk. That went really well. We then stopped feeding quackers worms but she wanted more food so she flew out of the pin. Hitting a kid in the head with her wings and making several kids cry. None of the kids wanted to see her anymore and they wouldn't get near her. During this whole time Quackers is just quacking and walking around like nothing happened. I didn't know what to say to the parents so I picked up quackers and put her away and said lets go hiking. I was thinking afterwards that I probably scarred them for life with the duck incident. Oh well, that's why we have counselors, right?