Outside the box (part 1)
Once upon a time there was a little girl who lived in a box. It was a very nice box, with good solid walls and nice smart corners. She had everything she needed: Food, a bed and lots of nice things to look at. And she had her Mummy and Daddy, of course.
The little girl didn’t know what was outside of the box and for most of the time, she never really thought to wonder. Everyday, she would go about her little girly business and everything was just fine.
One day, however, when Mummy and Daddy were out of sight, the little girl spotted a small hole in the wall. Slowly and carefully, bravely but fearfully, she crept up to the wall and pushed her face against the small crack. But before she could see anything, just at that very moment, her Daddy’s voice came booming out: “Come away from there”. So she did.
Later that day, the little girl asked her Daddy coyly: “Daddy, what IS outside of the box?”
Daddy replied: “Nothing you need to worry about.”
And that was that. She didn’t.