The Growing Word

By Hazel T. Marrott

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    I’m not as tall as John is,

    nor even Mary Jo.

    The fact is, I am shorter

    than most kids whom I know.

    Neighbors whisper words such

    as “tiny,” “little,” “small.”

    But today while I worked with my dad,

    He said, “Good!”And I felt tall.

    Illustrated by Dick Brown