Oh, no, Thumbelina. No. Don't ever wish to be anything but what you are

Mother:

Now, here is the story of the noble dog, who saved the king from the wicked wizard. Once upon a time... Thumbelina:
Oh, mother, please. Are there any stories about... about little people? Mother:
Well, as a matter of fact, there are, Thumbelina. Look. [lifts her on to the book, which is opened to a picture of fairies] Thumbelina:
Why, they are little! Just like me! [points to wings] Thumbelina:
But... but what are those? Mother:
Those are wings, Thumbelina. These are fairies and fairies have wings so they can fly. Thumbelina:
Mother, have you ever seen a fairy? Mother:
Well, I thought I did once. Thumbelina:
Really? Mother:
[laughs]
Yes. [puts reading glass on to picture to magnify the image] Mother:
And here, the fairy prince and princess are having a wedding. Thumbelina:
And they live... happily ever after! Mother:
[smiles]
Usually, my dear. Thumbelina:
[crawls under glasses so she is by the picture of the prince]
I... suppose it works best if two people are about... the same size. Mother:
[unsure]
Yes, of course. Thumbelina:
[crawls out from underneath the glasses]
Well... well, that's not fair. I... I must be the only little person in the world. I wish I were big. Mother:
Oh, no, Thumbelina. No. Don't ever wish to be anything but what you are