There was a puppy named Mango. Mango lived in a house with a couple and their two children. The children were a boy and a girl named Jade and Jason. Their father and mother loved Jade, Jason, and Mango very much.
Every morning, Jade and Jason would take Mango on his daily morning walks. They like to walk up and down the streets, pointing out interesting things that caught their eye. There were many interesting things to see on their street.
There was Gigi the cat. Gigi liked to sit at the window sill, very still and quiet like a statue, and watch the world pass her by. Sometimes, Gigi would run up a tree, quick like an arrow, just so she could sit on tree branches and see the world a little better.
There was Alonzo the bird, who liked to sit on rooftops and sing. Alonzo had a beautiful voice. When Alonzo wanted to see the world a little better, he would spread his wings and fly away.
There was Jose the fish, who liked to swim around and around the neighborhood. Jose had shiny fins, and could swim faster and farther than anyone in the neighborhood.
One day, Mango tried to run up a tree trunk, but couldn't. He kept falling off! Then, he stretched his paws out and tried to fly, but he couldn't! And, he wanted to swim across the creek to say hi to the people in the other houses, but he couldn't!
Mango was sad. He wanted to see the world, just like they did. "Why can't I sit up on tree branches like Gigi the Cat? Or fly away like Alonzo the bird? Or swim really fast, like Jose the fish? What's wrong with me?"
Mango was so sad, in fact, that he didn't do all the things that made him happy anymore. When Jade and Jason came home, he didn't play fetch with him. He didn't want to sit up for a milk bone, and he didn't want to run and skip anymore.
Jade and Jason were sad too. They loved Mango, and wanted to see him wag his tail and be happy.
Then one day, something happened. A magic plant started growing in between the cracks in the sidewalk. This plant was really cool, and had petals full of neon shades, and glistened pink and green and blue in the sun. It was was tiny - about the size of your little finger. You could really miss it if you weren't looking closely.
Did Gigi the cat see the magic plant? No. She was up on her tree branch, looking down at the whole street. Right now, flowers and bushes were but a speck to her.
Did Alonzo the bird see the magic plant? No. He was flying away on his merry way, looking down at the neighborhood. Right now, people and cars were but a speck to him
"Hurray!" thought Mango. "I saw the magic plant with it's neon leaves and colored petals, and no one else can! This is great! I can see the world my way, and it can be beautiful too! I am special!"
So kids, that day, Mango learned a very important lesson. Every one is different, and every one has their own unique way of looking at the world. But, this doesn't mean that one person's way of looking at the world, is better than another person's way of looking at the world. The world is a beautiful place, and we all see different beautiful things about it.
Imagine, if I shared my story with you, and you shared your story with me, and we shared our stories with the whole world, wouldn't we all be happy, listening to all these beautiful stories?
Come back to California. I want you to be my chief babysitter/best auntie when I start pumping out kids...