Freckles
An elderly woman and her little grandson,
whose face was sprinkled with bright freckles,
spent the day at the zoo. Lots of children
where waiting in line to get their cheeks
painted by a local artist who was decorating
them with tiger paws. "You've got so
many freckles, there's no place to paint!"
a little girl in the line said to the little boy.
Embarrassed, the little boy dropped his head.
His grandmother knelt down next to him.
"I love your freckles. When I was a little girl
I always wanted freckles," she said, while tracking
her finger across the child's cheek.
"Freckles are beautiful."
The little boy looked up, "Really?"
"Of Course," said the grandmother. "Why just
name one thing that's prettier than freckles."
The little boy thought for a moment, peered
intensely into his grandma's face, and softly
whispered, "Wrinkles."
