It’s not easy being green.
Especially when you’re really, really little and green like I am. Most of the time I go around unnoticed by everybody else. Sometimes I get really, really lonely too and wish I’d grow big like the Jolly Green Giant so that everybody would see me standing there with my hands on my hips and laughing over a valley and the sun would be shining behind my back. How exciting would that be?
It hasn’t happened yet and maybe it never will but I think I should keep on hoping. You never know.
I guess it’s easy to be jolly when you’re big.
And green.
Like he is .
He’s my hero!
I don’t think I could wear that green Tarzan thing that he does though.
I’d be too embarrassed.
Someday I’m going to write about a day in the life of a little green man so that everybody else will know too.
Then they’ll see how hard it is to be different.