One of my all-time favorite books is The Trumpet of the Swan. It’s not the best-known E. B. White book, but it’s the one I can’t seem to forget. I haven’t read it in about 35 years, but I still remember learning the word “watercress” from a description of a sandwich the swan was eating in a hotel. I remember the swan as clever, persistent, and heroic. I remember feeling sorry for him at the beginning of the book because he couldn’t make noise, but he never let that stop him!