Mother
Now, here is the story of the noble dog, who saved the king from the wicked wizard. Once upon a time...
Thumbelina
Oh, mother, please. Are there any stories about... about little people?
Mother
Well, as a matter of fact, there are, Thumbelina. Look.
[lifts her on to the book, which is opened to a picture of fairies]
Thumbelina
Why, they are little! Just like me!
[points to wings]
Thumbelina
But... but what are those?
Mother
Those are wings, Thumbelina. These are fairies and fairies have wings so they can fly.
Thumbelina
Mother, have you ever seen a fairy?
Mother
Well, I thought I did once.
Thumbelina
Really?
Mother
[laughs]
Yes.
[puts reading glass on to picture to magnify the image]
Mother
And here, the fairy prince and princess are having a wedding.
Thumbelina
And they live... happily ever after!
Mother
[smiles]
Usually, my dear.
Thumbelina
[crawls under glasses so she is by the picture of the prince]
I... suppose it works best if two people are about... the same size.
Mother
[unsure]
Yes, of course.
Thumbelina
[crawls out from underneath the glasses]
Well... well, that's not fair. I... I must be the only little person in the world. I wish I were big.
Mother
Oh, no, Thumbelina. No. Don't ever wish to be anything but what you are.