That's what I imagined. Isn't it interesting how every culture and tradition has its littles?

My landlady from long ago- 40 years or so- claimed that when she was 12 years old she captured in deep grass a little male being dressed in black and white clothes. He got away.

She would not entertain the notion that she had had a vivid dream. She also claimed that she had never read the story of 'The Littles'.