nce upon a time, in a war, not long ago, there was made a little atomic bomb. He was not a happy little atomic bomb; all of the other bombs laughed at him just because he was smaller than they.

One day, the little atomic bomb was loaded onto a plane, along with several bigger bombs.

"I hope they drop me today," said the little atomic bomb to himself, "then I could show all of the bigger bombs that I can make just as big an explosion as they."

But some of the big bombs overheard him and laughed: "You? Ha, your so little you probably won't even make a boom. You'll only make a pop!" said one.

"Yeah, you probably won't even blow up, ha, ha," said another, laughing.

And then a third said, "you probably wouldn't even kill anybody if you landed on them."

Then all the big bombs laughed at the little atomic bomb. The little atomic bomb felt very sad, he went over to a corner and began to cry. So the little atomic bomb sat in the corner and cried while the bigger bombs laughed at him, and the little atomic bomb began to believe what the bigger bombs had said.

"They are probably right," he said, "I will probably never kill anyone, I'm just too little." And he cried harder.

Now, there was one bomb, the oldest and wisest of all the atomic bombs, who never laughed at the little atomic bomb. When he saw the little atomic bomb crying, he went over to the wailing wannabe.

"What is the matter, young one?" the old, wise atomic bomb asked.

"I am a failure," the little atomic bomb cried.

"Now, why do you say that?" asked the wise, old bomb.

"The other bombs told me I am." The little atomic bomb cried harder.

"Stop crying now," the old bomb said gently. "Let me tell you something that I have learned over the years. First, It's not how big a thing is, but how it is used that matters. And that applies to all things. The second is that anyone can do anything they want so long as they try their best. You are not a failure, unless you stop trying."

"Really?" the little atomic bomb's face brightened.

"So, the next time those bombs tell you that you are no good," the old, wise bomb said, "just ignore them, and remember, it's not your size that matters."

The bomb bay doors of the air plane opened. "Now," said the oldest, wisest atomic bomb, "I have to go. When your time comes, go out with a boom." The old bomb walked away and jumped out of the opened bomb bay doors.

The little bomb watched him go, thinking of what he had said. He looked up and saw the other bombs had come to watch the oldest, wisest atomic bomb hurtle towards the earth. They all watched him fall, growing smaller very quickly, until he was too small to see.

Then there was a gigantic explosion, the largest the little atomic bomb had ever seen. There was a beautiful mushroom cloud, and then up in the plane all of the atomic bombs heard the blast.

"He went out with a boom," murmured the little atomic bomb.

The next day, which was August 6th, the little atomic bomb was going to be dropped on some city named Hiroshima, somewhere in Japan. The little atomic bomb was very excited, he polished his surface until it sparkled like new.

He was then loaded onto a plane and carried west, to the far east. The whole ride on the plane, the bigger bombs laughed at him, but he ignored them, thinking only of what the oldest, wisest atomic bomb had told him.

"I think I can, I think I can," thought the little atomic bomb.

The bomb bay doors opened and the little atomic bomb got ready to jump. He thought of what the oldest, wisest atomic bomb had said: It's not your size that matters, and you can do anything you want so long as you try.

"Go out with a boom," the little atomic bomb whispered. Then he jumped.

"I know I can, I know I can," said the little atomic bomb as he fell.

Looking down he saw the huge city hurtling up towards him. He saw thousands of Japanese people doing Japanese things. "I know I can, I know I can," thought the little atomic bomb. And then he hit the ground.

"BOOM!!" said the little atomic bomb, it was the loudest boom any bomb had ever made. The city of Hiroshima was totally destroyed, and the little atomic bomb had done it all by himself. He had killed over 70,000 people and made the most spectacular mushroom cloud ever seen. Even the oldest, wisest atomic bomb would have been proud.

"I knew I could," said the little atomic bomb.




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