the velveteen mouse


My Kimmidoll lost its charm today. Just as I was about to sit down with some clients for coffee, I dropped my keys and the result: a headless Yoshi Good Luck doll. All is not lost, Leanne tells me. She had a similar one, and it met with the same fate. And then she recounted the story of The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams

“What is REAL?” asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. “Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?”
“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.”
“Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.

”Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”
“Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,” he asked, “or bit by bit?”
“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. 

It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
“I suppose you are real?” said the Rabbit. And then he wished he had not said it, for he thought the Skin Horse might be sensitive. But the Skin Horse only smiled. 

”The Boy’s Uncle made me Real,” he said. “That was a great many years ago; but once you are Real you can’t become unreal again. It lasts for always.”

Reminded me of the stuffed animal I begged my mother for all those years ago. After reading The Velveteen Rabbit I wanted one of my own. It’s become Ms Maya’s toy now – ‘wabbit’ she calls it. It’s only occurred to me now to inspect it a little closer… how could I have thought it was a rabbit all those years. When it is in fact a mouse.

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