Once upon a time there was a circus. It was the most magical circus. It traveled far and wide and had the most spectacular acts. One day as a circus was leaving they saw a little girl wrapped up in a blanket sitting outside the tent. The little girl was crying for her mother and in her palm was a note. The circus people didn't know what to do but they decided to keep the little girl and raise her as their own. The odd thing about her arrival was she was wearing a hat much to big for a small head like hers. Overtime that little girl became a spectacular acrobat in the entire circus. She will do all sorts of death defying tricks that terrified her entire circus family. Millions of people from all over would come around just to see the little girl with the too big hat. "Did you hear?" they would say. "The little girl with that too big hat, isn't she marvelous?" They were all applauding, cheering, for the little girl with the too big hat. Now, this little girl has never seen her face not because there were no mirrors, not in the slightest. No because of her too big hat that she refused to take off. She treasured it. She never asked what she looked like in the mirror. She didn't know if she was tall or thin. Beautiful or ugly. She barely knew what her name was in fact she didn't have one. The name given to the little girl, was the little girl in the too big hat.

As she grew older she became a skilled acrobat in the entire circus and a kind and caring young woman. But she was still known for being the little girl with the too big hat. "Did you hear?" they would still say in the streets."That little girl with the two big hat she can still do the most marvelous tricks you must go see her." The little girl had grown old with the circus, never knowing her name, what she looked like, where she came from. She never read the note, it got lost that day many years ago. Of course she didn't care. She was the most skilled acrobat in the circus, the little girl with the too big hat, who wouldn't want to be that?

One day she died.

No one remembered her amazing acrobatics. No one remembered who she was. No one knew her name. What she looked like. The only people who remembered her remembered her like this. The little girl with the too big hat.

The little girl with the too big hat. They didn't remember a thing. All they remember that too big hat they covered the little girls face. That she wore every time she tumbled in the acrobatic she was not remembered her doing the acrobatics, no. She was known for wearing the too big hat. Eventually everyone did forget the little girl and the too big hat. But everyone remembered the hat. The little girl in the too big hat.

                           That too big hat.