Once upon a time there was a bunny.
Now, this was no ordinary bunny, this bunny was pink with long skinny arms and long skinny legs. This bunny had long floppy ears and I think that was how he got his name. His name was "Floppy Ears".
Floppy Ears was feeling down in the dumps. He had been watching his friends play outside and they all seemed so big and strong. He wanted to be just like them, with their big muscles and loud roars.
His mom noticed that Floppy Ears was upset and came over to sit with him. "What's wrong, little one?" she asked.
Floppy Ears looked up at her with tears in his eyes. "I just want to be big and strong like my friends. I don't want to be small and weak like me."
His mom smiled gently. "Floppy Ears, being small and weak doesn't mean you're any less special. In fact, being different is what makes us unique and special."
Floppy Ears looked puzzled. "But why can't I be like them?"
His mom thought for a moment before speaking. "You know, I think I have a story that might help you understand. Once upon a time, there was a little mouse named Max who wanted to be a lion. He thought that if he was big and strong like a lion, he would be more respected and loved by his friends."
Floppy Ears' eyes widened with excitement. "A mouse who wanted to be a lion? That's amazing!"
His mom nodded. "Yes, it is. So Max started practicing his roaring and trying to growl like a lion. But no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't seem to get it right. And the other animals started to laugh at him and make fun of him."
Floppy Ears' face fell. "Oh no, poor Max."
His mom continued. "But then Max realized that he didn't need to be a lion to be special. He was already a mouse, and he had his own unique talents and abilities. He could run fast and climb trees, things that lions couldn't do."
Floppy Ears thought about this for a moment. He realized that he didn't need to be big and strong like his friends to be special. He could be himself and find his own strengths and talents.
His mom smiled again. "You see, Floppy Ears, it's okay to be different. It's okay to be small and weak in some ways, but strong in others. And it's okay to not try to be something you're not. Just be yourself and find your own way to shine."
Floppy Ears nodded slowly, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He realized that being himself was the most important thing of all.
As he hugged his mom tightly, he knew that he would never try to be something he wasn't again. He would be proud of who he was, small and weak or not.
The End.