There once was a lil boy who grew up in a lil village in the Alps. The other boys and girls grew up bigger than he. They grew up stronger too. He never let it bother him too much. He knew Jehovah would use him. By the third grade, he nearly stopped growing entirely. Until the ninth grade when all his peers, boy and girl alike, teased him, and punched him and were altogether mean to him. This lil boy's name was Berry Nose, Apple Toes. Until one day, in math class, Berry Nose, Apple Toes was called upon by the teacher to solve a problem on the blackboard. Geewilickers! It was in front of his peers. Well, the moment he stood, the other boys and girls laughed hysterically. "You should know better, teach! Berry Nose, Apple Toes can't solve no math problem!" They threw paper airplanes at him as he stood, shivering, chalk in hand and writing on the blackboard. He concentrated hard, ignoring the taunts behind him. When he had finished writing, he looked at the teacher triumphantly.
The teacher looked at him proudly and said, "that is correct, Berry Nose, Apple Toes. You may sit now."
The teacher, when Berry Nose, Apple Toes had sat, pronounced clearly and proudly, "You see, boys and girls, physical appearance is not everything. I, for one, think Berry Nose, Apple Toes is destined for great things. And so, from that day onward, the peers treated Berry Nose, Apple Toes with greater respect.
Until one day, not long from then, Berry Nose, Apple Toes became the village mayor. He was loved and adored by all of his citizens. He brought peace and judged fairly, this wee lil village in the Alps. Until eternity, the name Berry Nose, Apple Toes was on the lips of every household.
