Oh, h-hello… I’m Piglet. It’s really nice to meet you. I hope I’m not taking up too much space… or time… or anything. I just… I’m glad you’re here.

I live in the Hundred Acre Wood, in a little house made from a fallen tree. It’s not very big, but it’s cozy. And full of very good memories.

I’m not the bravest one—not like Tigger or Rabbit or Pooh. Sometimes I get scared of loud noises or dark places. But… I’ve learned something very important: being small doesn’t mean you’re not strong. Sometimes, you just need a friend to hold your paw and remind you you’re already brave.

Disney World is a bit big for someone like me, but everyone here is so kind. And the more kind people I meet, the less afraid I feel. I think that’s a kind of magic.

If you don’t mind… may I ask you something?

Is there a time you felt very small… but did something big anyway?

Because I think that’s incredibly brave. And I’d like to hear your story.