Don't you dare mistake this three dimensional work of art in progress for a heap of peculiar garbage. You chance to deeply offend its architect. For, you see, it is indeed a creation entirely of her imagination, crafted with love and care. It is not featured at the Ontario Science Center or at the Museum of Modern Art, but it is most certainly a jaw-dropping exhibit the likes of which have never been seen before.

It is indeed a creation entirely of her imaginationBut first some history. It is a hot summer day circa 2006. With scissors in one hand, scotch tape, glue and markers in the other, five year old Charna zeroes in on her target: a pizza box and two cardboard boxes waiting outside in the hall for disposal. Seizing the opportunity, she hauls the boxes back into her home and asks Mommy for a knife. Charna knows exactly how she wants to assemble her new habitat. This job requires neither hammer nor nails, just some simple knife-sawing by Mommy, along the edge of each box to create slats for the weary looking pizza box. Shaped like a wide 'ches', the new structure proudly stands. Beaming, Charna steps into it. It is her tiny, new home.

Not one to waste time (or art supplies), Charna immediately buckles down to the arduous task of both interior and exterior design. For wall furnishings, a tassled pillow is carefully placed against the eastern wall. A pink chenille blanket is folded to fit the floor's proportions and then carefully slid into place. When baby sister Hadasah catches sight of this attractive new hideout, she ambles inside and is served a plate of gefilte fish on china by her doting older-sister-turned-hostess.

They sat in their little house, played many games together and lived happily ever after.

But that's not quite how it goes in this real-life tale. Like any creation of the imagination, Charna's house is an ever evolving dynamic. Each day, an additional enhancement graces her home. On some days, it looks like a hurricane shelter, on others, it collapses and begs to be (dare I say it) demolished. Today the home seems to be expressing something or other. On its rainbow painted pizza box roof there are three distinct bows: one gold, one silver and one of black gauze. Alongside this eclectic display is an empty toilet paper roll, scotch taped to a piece of stationary. Perhaps this is the chimney but no one knows for sure. A fork has been used to stab holes along the sides of the roof, and ribbon winds through each of these tiny holes. When I last checked, there were two tissue boxes, one cardboard basket and a musical jewelry box inside the home.

This morning the house pancaked. I planned to gently move it to a new location, the incinerator. But something, rather someone, stopped me. Carefully, Charna lifted the weather beaten pieces and firmly assembled them into place. Happy to see everything in 'perfect condition' once again, she skipped off. I don't know for how much longer Charna's home will grace ours. But what difference does it make? I am dazzled by Charna's creativity and sense of funI am dazzled by Charna's creativity and sense of fun. She is my precious daughter; what wouldn't I do for her? You certainly will not find her home at any of your local retailers - because it is priceless.

I would guess that you, dear reader, are at least double Charna's age. Being older comes with lots of privileges, no doubt, but let me remind you of an important lesson that I have learned from my very young child. If you ever think that your efforts don't amount to much, it doesn't pay to try, or that some people have more talent or luck - this message is especially for you.

I have told you how I feel about Charna's box. Let me be honest. It is pretty strange looking, if I may say so myself. Some guests have even mistaken it for, in Charna's words, "just a regular box." Notwithstanding, if someone knocked on my door to offer a brand new, life-sized, Fisher Price dollhouse with all the trimmings I would refuse because, well, it's just not special to me.

G‑d, our loving Father, cherishes the unique and special qualities of each of His creations. Your efforts are precious and perfect exactly as they are. If you are still unsure, try and see for yourself. Do something. Do anything. Do it like you mean it, with your whole and full heart. Do it and see what happens next. The Hayom Yom, a compilation of daily lessons by the Lubavitcher Rebbe, teaches: We are assured… that any wide ranging effort and labor pursued wisely and with friendship is never fruitless.(12 Tishrei)

So, put your best foot forward and give it your all.

Like Charna's box, the results will be beloved and treasured because… you are.