Where do I fit in

The Little Square departed the world and culture of squares and was sent out into the wider world of all sorts and manner of geometric shapes and sizes.

He spent time with circles, orbs, eliptics, rectangles, and triangles, with hexagons and pentagons, and even spent time with those strange and foreign octagons that lived far, far away. As he rubbed together with them, taught them, and spent time with them showing them fascinating new insights and truths, they in turn rubbed back by sharing things with him that taught him and made him better.

He was a happy Little Square.

But by and by, the Little Square’s work was done and he returned home to his world of squares.

What he hadn't realized was that all that rubbing had rubbed off some of his nice, crisp square corners!

He discovered to his surprise, that he was no longer a very square square!

Alas, his shape had changed forever. He was a bit of a circle here, and a bit of a triangle there, and a bit of a pentagon over here. He was even octagonal in some ways!

Well, the squares in his hometown were very dismayed. The Little Square no longer fit in. He was somewhat strange and foreign—other worldly. They no longer understood the Little Square. He tried to fit back in but they shook their heads and wandered away, sick that the Little Square was so troubled and lost.

The once Little Square had returned home and found that he no longer fit into his little square hole. He had become an Oddball...not really fitting in anywhere...not completely.

So he sat down and began to cry. He felt alone, lost, of no use or value...he had no...home.

He was an Oddball, and he would always be an Oddball.

But then, he heard the Voice.

It said, "Stop crying Little Square. I wanted you to become the shape that you are now. Because you are now my shape. I made you an Oddball because I don't want you to fit into that world. You fit perfectly into my world."

"Who are you, Voice?" said Little Square.

"I made you, Little Square." replied the Voice, "And I have shaped you to become an Oddball because I have a very special job just for you."

Little Square was happy once again, and was glad that he was different - an Oddball!

So, he got up and set out to do what the Voice had called him to do...to go and help other Oddballs find their way to the Voice.