Be unique.

Once a little girl went to school.

She was quite a little girl.

And it was quite a big school.
But when the little girl found that she could go to her room by walking right in from the door outside, she was happy.

And the school did not seem quite so big anymore.

One morning, when the little girl had been in school awhile, the teacher said,"Today we are going to make a picture."

"Good!" thought the little girl. She liked to make pictures. She could make all kinds. Lions and tigers, chickens and cows, trains and boats. And she took out her box of crayons and began to draw.

But the teacher said, "Wait! It is not time to begin."

And she waited until everyone looked ready.

"Now," said the teacher,"We are going to make flowers."

"Good!" thought the little girl. She liked to make flowers. And she began to make beautiful ones with her pink and orange and blue crayons.

But the teacher said, "Wait! I will show you how."

And it was red with a green stem. "There," said the teacher,"Now you may begin."

The little girl looked at the teacher's flower. Then she looked at her own flower. She liked her flower better than the teacher's but she did not say this. She just turned her paper over and made a flower like the teacher's. It was red with a green stem.

On another day,when the little girl had opened the door from the outside all by herself the teacher said,"Today we are going to make something in clay."

"Good!" thought the little girl. She liked clay. She could make all kinds of things with clay. Snakes and snow creatures, elephants and mice, cars and trucks. And she began to pull and pinch her ball of clay.

But the teacher said, "Wait! It is not time to begin!"And she waited until everyone looked ready.

"Now," said the teacher,"We are going to make a dish."

"Good!", thought the girl. She liked to make dishes. And she began to make some that were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said, "Wait! I will show everyone how to make one deep dish. There," said the teacher,"Now you may begin."

The little girl looked at the teacher's dish. Then she looked at her own. She liked hers better than the teacher's but she did not say this.

She just rolled her clay into a big ball again and made a dish like the teacher's. It was a deep dish. And pretty soon the little girl learned to wait and the watch, and to make things look just like the teacher's.

Pretty soon she didn't make things of her own anymore.

Then it happened.

That the little girl and her family moved to another house in another city. And the little girl had to go to another school. This school was even bigger than the other and there was no door from the outside into her room. She had to go up some big steps and walk down a long hall to get to her room.

And the very first day she was there the teacher said,"Today we are going to make a picture."

"Good!" thought the little girl. And she waited for the teacher to tell her what to do.
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But the teacher didn't say anything. She just walked around the room. When she came to the little girl she said, "Don't you want to make a picture?"

"Yes," said the little girl,"What are we going to make?"

"I don't know until you make it." said the teacher.

"How shall I make it?" asked the little girl.

"Why, any way you like." said the teacher.

"And any color?" asked the little girl.

"Any color." said the teacher.

"If everyone made the same picture, and used the came colors, how would I know who made what, and which was which?"

"I don't know." said the little girl.

And she began to make a red flower with a green stem.