Saturday, October 6, 2007

What is real?

"What is real?" asked the rabbit one day when they were lying side by side.

"Does it mean having things that buss inside you and a stick-out handle?"

"Real, isn't how you're made.", said the skin horse.

"It's a thing that happens to you when a child loves you for a long, long time. Not jus to play with, but really loves you, then you become real."

"Does it hurt?", asked the rabbit.

"Sometimes.", said the skin horse for he was always truthful.

"Does it happen all at once? Like being wound up? or bit by bit?", asked the rabbit.

"It doesn't happen all at once. It tales a long time. That's why it doesn't always happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are real, most of your hair has been loved off and your eyes drop out and you get loose at joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all because once you are real, you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

by Margery Williams

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