An
elderly
woman
and
her
little
grandson,
whose
face
was
sprinkled
with
bright
freckles,
spent
the
day
at
the
zoo.
Lots
of
children
were
waiting
in
line
to
get
their
cheeks
painted
by a
local
artist
who
was
decorating
them
with
tiger
paws.

"You've
got
so
many
freckles,
there's
no
place
to
paint!"
a
girl
in
the
line
said
to
the
little
fellow.
Embarrassed,
the
little
boy
dropped
his
head.
His
grandmother
knelt
down
next
to
him.
"I
love
your
freckles.
When
I
was
a
little
girl
I
always
wanted
freckles,"
she
said,
while
tracing
her
finger
across
the
child's
cheek.
"Freckles
are
beautiful."
The
boy
looked
up,
"Really?"
"Of
course,"
said
the
grandmother.
"Why
just
name
me
one
thing
that's
prettier
than
freckles."
The
little
boy
thought
for
a
moment,
peered
intensely
into
his
grandma's
face,
and
softly
whispered,