Letter to the editor

The Littlest pumpkin in the patch was feeling very blue. He looked up at his friend and said:

“I want to be big like you! I’ll be left in the pumpkin patch, nobody will choose me, to be their jack-o-lantern on Halloween, for all to see. Nobody even looks at me ‘cause I’m so very small, I’ll still be here on Halloween.” And his tears began to fall.

His friend looked down at him and said:

“That is just not true. You are perfect just the way you are. There is nothing wrong with you! You may be little and not as round as me, but that is not important - just wait and you will see.

“Each one of us is special though some are big and some are small. Our size is not important. It doesn’t matter - not at all.

“Someone will take you home to shine on Halloween. You’ll be a jack-o-lantern, the finest to be seen.”

Just then a child’s voice said, “Look! There is the perfect one. We’ll give him such a happy face. The other pumpkins are too big, but this one is just right to carve and have a candle to brighten up the night.”

The little pumpkin’s smile was just as happy as could be. He would be a jack-o-lantern on Halloween for all to see.

My friend was right, he thought. It doesn’t matter how we look , we are special like we are.

Carmen Perkins, Ph.D - Kimball