My Little Unicorn
By Stuart Hillston
Once upon a time, in a world quite unlike our own, there was a young horse called Bob. Young Bob cared about one thing, and one thing only – Unicorns. When he grew up he just knew he was going to be a Unicorn and so he thought about very little else.
Every day he told every stable mate who would listen (and quite a few who wouldn’t) “When I grow up I’m going to be a Unicorn”. He didn’t actually know what a Unicorn looked like (and neither did any other creature on the farm).
In the stables and around the farmyard where Bob lived, his ambition became the local joke. Behind his back they sniggered and laughed and said “Foolish Bob, everyone knows that Unicorns are mythical beasts”. And to his face they said “My! Little Bob you are growing up so big and strong, just like a Unicorn”.
As he grew up, so Bob came to believe he was a Unicorn. There were no mirrors in the farm yard, and the water trough was never still enough for him to see his reflection (not that he knew what a Unicorn looked like). All the other animals told him to his face that he was a fine Unicorn. Whilst everyone else knew the truth, Bob was happy and as a result lived a long and fulfilled life.
By the time Bob went to meet his maker, none of his original stablemates were alive. Bob was indeed a unique animal – and a very happy one at that.