In the lively village of Cluckington, a chicken named Clara woke up one morning to find her kitchen flooded—drip, drip, drip—the water pipe was leaking badly. 

Not knowing who to call, she first asked the woodcutter

“Well, I can chop it down, but that won’t stop the water!”

woodcutter arrived with his axe, looked at the pipe, and said, 

Clara clucked nervously and decided maybe this was a medical issue instead. So she rushed to the doctor, who misunderstood completely and declared

“Ah, the leak must be in your beak!” 

 She wrapped Clara’s beak in bandages, proud of her diagnosis.

Ah! Done Clara

while back at the kitchen the pipe kept dripping and the other chickens in the family were slipping around like they were in a comedy show. 

Finally farmer Joe arrived, all chickens told what happened and farmer Joe laughed at the chaos

“Clara, you don’t call a woodcutter or a doctor for a leaking pipe—you call a plumber!” 

And the plumber walked in and closed the pipe and went. the problem has been solved successfully.

 The family together started cleaning the floor. The water had been flowing out!

 Finally they finished cleaning! The family said Clara to know about all the workers, what they Do and when should we call them.

But Clara got a injury in her leg. Now she knows the all workers but she does not know whom to call

She called the plumber again! The plumber thought of the pipe again.

Oh! the pipe is leaking again? how come just now I fixed it!

The plumber checked the pipe. The pipe did not leak.

But the pipe is not leaking. Is any other pipe leaking Clara?

My leg hurts! can you help me?

She took the plumber to the bedroom. The plumber stood beside a chair and Clara sat on the bed

I can not do anything for this hurt Clara. I think a doctor can help you!