Big Large Tall

Lance was a small boy who lived in a small town. He had small parents and a small brother. He ate small food and drank small drinks. He had a small cat. He had a small dog. He had a small ferret. He had a small job in a small building.
Often Lance would ride his small bicycle into the small town to the small building where he worked. He rode on small roads made of small rocks. The roads were very dry because of the small amount of rain that came. The rain drops that came were very small. Above the town were small clouds. Above the small clouds were small planes. Above the small planes was a small space.
The space was so small that the smallest of smaller things in the small town would not look small next to the small space. Lance was determined to get to that small space. Lance had a small dream of doing something that seemed very small. Small enough that he did not tell anyone. Small enough that he thought people would think him small to try to do something that small.
Lance worked all day in that small building to build a small rocket. A rocket small enough to get into that small space. The chances of it working were small but the determination of Lance was not.
He had grown accustomed to things being small. His house was small and he had a small television. He saw things on that television. Not normal things like the small commercials and the small shows. He knew those didn't matter so he kept it off. What he saw on that small turned off television was his small reflection. He didn't see a small boy who had small chances of doing something small. He saw a tall boy who had large chances of doing something big.

It doesn't matter how small you are. You can accomplish anything if you believe in yourself.