Monday, September 14, 2009

"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."

"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 the 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."

from The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams

3 comments:

fifi said...

How lovely.



I guess that makes me real, and loved, judging by the look of me.....
which is nice.

Red Hen (dette) said...

I Was just thinking the same...I am shockingly real!!!!

Louise Dalton said...

I loooooovvvvveee that book. It is so true, and what we neeed to hear in this youth-obsessed world. I'll take real over glamourous any day!