My family

And i remember one day when we had gone out for a Family Sunday-afternoon walk on fifth Avenue. I was window-shopping for dresses I could never afford. Coming towards us was a woman about three feet tall but dressed elegantly in jeans and white frilly blouse and a dark tweed shirt. My junior sister tugged at me and pointed to the dwarf lady and said, "Sister, what's that?"

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I was horrified with embarassment, I'm always terrified about hurting anyone's feelings. I shushed my sister until the woman was safely past. Then i explained to her that the woman was one of those people who had never grown taller. My little Sister didn't really grasp the idea. Finally she asked, "You mean she didn't grow up, you mean she's a big person like you or an old Lady like mummy?"

I smiled at her. "Yes, dear, now don't think about it anymore. It only happens to very few people."

At home that night while I told her a story before sending her to bed, she seemed ro be lost in thought and not listening. I asked her what was wrong. Then, hee eyes very wide, she said, "Daddy, am i really a little girl or am i just an old lady who didn't grow up?"

I just turned and looked at my Dad who seemed to be astonished by the sudden question, while giving me a questioning look.