Sunday, May 15, 2011

The Velveteen Rabbit

HERE was once a velveteen rabbit



For a long time he lived in the toy cupboard or on the nursery floor, and no one thought very much about him. He was naturally shy, and being only made of velveteen, some of the more expensive toys quite snubbed him. The mechanical toys were very superior, and looked down upon every one else; they were full of modern ideas, and pretended they were real. The model boat, who had lived through two seasons and lost most of his paint, caught the tone from them and never missed an opportunity of referring to his rigging in technical terms. The Rabbit could not claim to be a model of anything, for he didn't know that real rabbits existed; he thought they were all stuffed with sawdust like himself, and he understood that sawdust was quite out-of-date and should never be mentioned in modern circles.

"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day.

"I declare if that old Bunny hasn't got quite a knowing expression!"

Near the house where they lived there was a wood

They were rabbits like himself...they must have been very well made...

But the wild rabbits have very sharp eyes

"I am Real!" said the little Rabbit.

Weeks passed, and the little Rabbit grew very old and shabby,

but the Boy loved him just as much. He loved him so hard that he loved all his whiskers off, and the pink lining to his ears turned grey, and his brown spots faded. He even began to lose his shape, and he scarcely looked like a rabbit any more, except to the Boy. To him he was always beautiful, and that was all that the little Rabbit cared about. He didn't mind how he looked to other people, because the nursery magic had made him Real, and when you are Real shabbiness doesn't matter.

And then a strange thing happened...a mysterious flower...

And presently the blossom opened, and out of it there stepped a fairy.

"I am the nursery magic Fairy," she said.


"You were Real to the Boy," the Fairy said, "because he loved you. Now you shall be Real to every one."

And she held the little Rabbit close in her arms and flew with him into the wood.


"Run and play, little Rabbit!" she said.

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