Once upon a time there was a poor little mouse. It was so small and petite that nobody took notice of it. At assemblies the other mice just didn`t notice it because its voice was too thin and squeaky. Nobody asked the mouse for a dance because its fur had the same colour as the grey walls of the barn. Everybody called the mouse Mrs Grey. 

One day Mrs Grey found an old spoon, took it home and polished it. Then the magic began ...