The Worm and the Peach
Once upon a time there lived a worm in a peach. This peach is all he ever knew, but a bird had told him of a perfect peach; bigger and shinier than any peach he could ever see. The worm dreamed of this peach and one day he left in search of the perfect peach.
Day after day he traveled, searching for the perfect peach and finally there it was! He climbed up the tree, hopped on the peach and started eating. It was the softest peach he could have ever imagined! But the bird returned with bad news. "You see this brown spot? This is not the perfect peach. The one I saw did not have a brown spot". Dejected, the worm hopped off, climbed down the tree and continued his journey.
Day after day he traveled, searching for the perfect peach and finally there it was! He climbed up the tree, hopped on the peach and started eating. It was the juiciest peach he could have ever imagined! But the bird returned with more bad news. "You see this scratch? This is not the perfect peach. The one I saw did not have a scratch". Dejected, the worm hopped off, climbed down the tree and continued his journey.
Day after day he traveled, searching for the perfect peach and finally there it was! He climbed up the tree, hopped on the peach and started eating. It was the sweetest peach he could have ever imagined! But the bird returned with even more bad news. "You see this bump? This is not the perfect peach. The one I saw did not have a bump". Dejected, the worm hopped off, climbed down the tree and continued his journey.
Day after day he traveled, searching for the perfect peach but there were no more peaches in sight. The worm cried out and the bird returned. "You see that little house over there? Look in the window, on the kitchen table." And finally there it was! He climbed through the window and hopped onto the table, into the glass bowl where it sat. It was the biggest and shiniest peach he'd ever seen!
He began eating it but looked sad. The bird returned. "What's wrong?"
It wasn't the softest, juiciest, or sweetest peach he'd ever had. In fact, it wasn't soft at all. It wasn't juicy at all. And it wasn't sweet at all.
"But look how big and shiny it is! Isn't this the most perfect peach you've ever seen?"
The worm agreed and kept eating.
Sadly, it was a plastic decorative peach, and the worm died.