The ugly frogling

So the frog has been told not to go to work today because he is so ugly no one can even dare look at him. So the frog packs his bags and walks out into the snow. Along the pathway, down the stairs and down the road goes the frog. Small droplets of frog tears falls down his eyes. But then something about the snow makes him stop crying. The snow is so white and so beautiful that even the ugly frogling looks so beautiful walking on the snow.

With tears now gone, the ugly frogling throws his bags on the ground and runs through the snow into the whiteness beyond. He can't understand why the whiteness suddenly makes him so happy. Perhaps the snow brings out the beauty in him. Maybe he has always been beautiful. He doesn't know. All he knows is that he is so happy and that is all that matters.