the gentle giant

Ferdinand

The strongest bull in the whole field, and by a wide margin the calmest. He has somewhere to be and it is exactly where he already is.

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They trained him to fight. He decided to smell the flowers instead.

A whole lot of bull, and not an ounce of menace

Built like a landslide, soft as a Sunday. While the rest of the field snorts and stamps and rehearses looking dangerous, Ferdinand picks the warmest patch of grass and lets the day come to him.

He could flatten a fence without noticing. He would simply rather not, and somehow that turns out to be the strongest thing in the room.

and on the rare day he runs

it is always toward something kind

Those horns could end an argument in a second. He has never once used them for that.

— the field, in agreement

He has been around

the same soft heart, drawn a hundred different ways

the 1936 storybook illustration — 1936, in the flowers

classic cartoon Ferdinand — the old cartoon

Ferdinand smiling today — and still smiling now

He is out there right now

Somewhere warm, somewhere quiet, holding a flower he picked for no particular reason. The field is wide and there is plenty of room.

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