Once upon a time there was a grape that couldn't decide what to be, so first he asked his mom. She was busy cleaning their part of the vine when the little grape said to her, "Mom, I don't know what I want to be…"

"Well, there are many things. Your great-grandfather was a raisin. They have lots of nutrition and can prevent the onset of certain chronic diseases. That's why I want you to be a raisin," his mom declared.

"N'aaaaah," said the little grape, "I don't want to bake on the vine all summer."

So then the little grape asked his dad. He said, "Dad, I don't know what I want to be. Can you help me?"

His dad said, "Sure, son. Why don't you become grape jelly? Grape jelly has virtually no fat."

"Ugh... I don't want to be smushed while they turn me into jelly."

So the little grape asked his grandpa. He said, "Grandpa, do you think you could help me figure out what I want to be?"

"OK," said Grandpa Grape. "I think you should be red wine because it lowers peoples' cholesterol."

"I don't think so Grandpa, because I don't want to be in a barrel for months and months."

Finally, the little grape thought and thought and thought. And then he knew what he wanted to be!

"I'm going to be a table grape because they don't sit on a vine all summer getting hot and dried out, and they don't get smushed to jelly and they don't have to be in a barrel for months at a time."

"Yes'siree, a table grape, that's what I'll be," said the little grape.