Thumbelina1994

Mother:
Now, here is the story of the noble dog, who saved the king from the wicked wizard. Once upon a time...

Thumbelina:
Oh, mother, please. Are there any stories about... about little people?

Mother:
Well, as a matter of fact, there are, Thumbelina. Look. [lifts her on to the book, which is opened to a picture of fairies]

Thumbelina:
Why, they are little! Just like me! [points to wings] But... but what are those?

Mother:
Those are wings, Thumbelina. These are fairies and fairies have wings so they can fly.

Thumbelina:
Mother, have you ever seen a fairy?

Mother:
Well, I thought I did once.

Thumbelina:
Really?

Mother:
[laughs] Yes. [puts reading glass on to picture to magnify the image] And here, the fairy prince and princess are having a wedding.

Thumbelina:
And they live... happily ever after!

Mother:
[smiles] Usually, my dear.

Thumbelina:
[crawls under glasses so she is by the picture of the prince] I... suppose it works best if two people are about... the same size.

Mother:
[unsure] Yes, of course.

Thumbelina:
[crawls out from underneath the glasses] Well... well, that's not fair. I... I must be the only little person in the world. I wish I were big.

Mother:
Oh, no, Thumbelina. No. Don't ever wish to be anything but what you are.