“What do you want to be when you grow up?” the third grade teacher asked her new class.
“Doctor”, “Astronaut”, “Firefighter”, “Painter”, replied the children.
“Happy”, comes a soft but audible reply from a boy, who summed up the courage to speak his heart out for the first time.
“I don’t think you understand. What do you want to become when you grow older?” asked the teacher again, while the rest of the class laughed.
Confused, feeling embarrassed, the little boy just murmured a profession shouted by one of his classmates previously, and sat down.
Ironically, from that moment on, all, that boy wanted to become was, a part of the crowd.