Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in my life, I stop
and think about a little Boy. The boy was trying out for a part in a school
play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though she
feared he would not be chosen. On the day the parts were awarded, his mother
went to collect him after school. The boy rushed up to her, eyes shining with
pride and excitement. "Guess what Mom," he shouted, and then said
those words that will remain a lesson to me: "I've been chosen to clap and
cheer."
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