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The
Little Ghost
Named Boo
The ghosties all
in Scareville
were putting on
a show
to demonstrate
their talent
down on Spooky
Row.
While busily
preparing
for all the acts
they'd do,
one tiny ghost
was worried,
and his name was
Boo.
He cowered in
the shadows
and shed a
little tear.
His mother came
and questioned,
"My son,
what do you
fear?"
"Oh,
Mother, I am
thinking
I can't be in
the show.
I really have no
talent,
and I'm so
small, you know.
"I do not look
horrific;
I have a silly
grin,
and with the way
I giggle
I'm sure I'll
never win.
"All of the other
ghosties
are big and tall
and mean,
and they can
scare the people
on every
Halloween.
"But when I try
to frighten,
nobody runs
away.
They think that
I am funny,
and they just
want to
play."
His mother
smiled and
answered,
"Sit down,
my little Boo;
there's
something I must
tell you,
so listen while
I do.
"It usually is
considered
that what's
unique and rare
exemplifies true
talent;
so, son, don't
have a care.
"Although you're
not horrendous,
you have a
certain flair
for making
people happy;
you do not need
to scare.
"I want you to
remember
and always
realize
that talent
isn't measured
by length nor
breadth nor
size.
"Indeed, your
talent's
special,
though different
from the rest,
and some may
think it modest,
but some may say
it's best.
"So go and join
the others,
then do the best
you can,
and know that
I'll be cheering
my special
little
man."
Now little Boo,
encouraged,
emerged to join
the rest,
and when the
show was over,
the judge said
Boo was best.
Copyright ©
2002 Ruth Gillis
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