Let me tell you a little fairytale...

Once upon a time, in a magic land far, far away, there was this Magical Garden.
It wasn't a normal garden, of course not, it wouldn't be called the Magical Garden if it were just an ordinary garden like you and I have at home.
This garden was different, a place for dreaming, for being free and careless, all you worries gone. A place where happily ever afters still existed.
Now in this garden, there lived a little frog. It was a very sweet one, but he didn't have a lot of friends. In fact, all the other frogs jumped away when he came near. It made him sad, he didn't know what was wrong with him, and no one else ever told him why they didn't want him around.
One day, our little frog came across a lovely, cute girlie frog. She was sitting at the leaf of a water lily, watching herself in the reflection of the calm water. His little froggyheart started beating faster as soon as he saw her, and his green cheeks turned a little bit greener.
This girlie frog was beautiful, even more gorgeous than the perfect lily she was sitting next to, and our little frog jumped closer. He was about to tell her she was beatiful, that she was the prettiest froggy he'd ever seen.
But before he had even opened his little froggymouth, she turned around and saw him. She didn't speak, she just watched him. And as she let her froggy-eyes wander over him, the look in her eyes changed from interested to disgusted. With one glare at him, she bounced into the water and swam away, leaving our little frog behing, brokenhearted.
He watched his happily ever after swimming away, then started crying, hot tears washed down his cheeks as he remembered the way she looked at him. She didn't even say a word, he felt like he wasn't worth speaking to, and cried even louder.
Winter came, leafs fell down the trees, and our froggie was still crying.
Spring came back, made everything clearer and warmer, but he still couldn't stop crying.
It was this sound which was heard by a little girl.
She was walking through the Magical Garden, thinking about things a little girl thinks of. When she heard the weird sobbing noise, she walked toward it, to the pond where our frog was feeling miserable. She lay down on her belly at the water's edge, looked at our froggie and reached for him.
''Little froggie, why are you crying?'' she asked.
Froggie didn't answer, he just looked at her, so sad and hearbreaking that she stroked his head.
''Little froggie, don't be afraid, I'll sing a song for you!'' she said.
Froggie didn't respond, but she started her song. It was an oldie, he had heard the lines before, but never really knew their meaning.
As this little girl sang it, all became clear to him, as if he'd opened his eyes.
He listened to her tinkling voice as she sang:
Little darling, it's been a hard, cold, lonely winter
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun
And I say: ''It's all right...''
When she finished it, froggie looked at her, and without thinking, he jumped at her hand, which was still reaching towards him.
She smiled. ''Come on, little friend, it's no time for feeling sad!''
He croaked in response and made a little jump of joy.
And then they tumbled away together, looking for a new adventure...
And of course, they lived happily ever after!