Early one morning. Kiko and his brothjer were driving the chickens from the cornfield. The chickens were scratching the seeds out for food. Suddenly we heard the rapid flapping of wings. The brother turned in and saw a chicken fight
It is not a hen, It is a rooster. It is a hen, It is not. It is.
They were so busy fighting that they did not notice him. When he got near them, he dived and caught one of them by the leg. It struggled and squawked. Kiko finally held it by both wings and it became still. I ran over where he was and took a good look at the chicken.
It's a binabae, it is a rooster that looks like a hen
No, it's not a hen have you seen the feather of it
The argument went on in the fields the whole morning. At noon we went to eat lunch. We argued about it on the way home. When we arrived at our house Kiko tied the chicken to a peg. The chicken flapped its wings and then crowed
It does no look like a hen but it does not look like a rooster that I have ever seen
At noon the brothers went to eat lunch. We argued about it on the way home. When we arrived at our house, the fight between the brothers got noticed by their mother.
As their parents argued about the gender of the chicken. The mother cried as they both argued.
The brothers asked the village chief as he is deemed the wisest in the village. But the village chief was clueless about what is the gender of the chicken.