Said the teacher to the boy, “You can do anything you want to do.”
“Can I be an astronaut rocketing through the stars?”
“No, you are much too weak for that.”
“Can I be a basketball player shooting three-pointers?”
“No, you are much too short for that.”
“Can I be a racecar driver zooming down the track?”
“No, you are much too slow for that.”
“Can I be a doctor helping people to get well?”
“No, you are not helpful enough for that.”
“Can I be an acrobat swinging on a trapeze?”
“No, you are much too clumsy for that.”
“Can I be a famous photographer shooting all the celebrities’ pictures?”
“No, your hands are much too shaky for that.”
“Can I be a comedian making people laugh?”
“No, you are not funny enough for that.”
“Can I be a mathematician solving all the biggest equations?”
“No, you are not smart enough for that.”
“Can I be an artist making sculptures for this world?”
“No, you are not creative enough for that.”
“Can I be a writer painting pictures with my words?”
“No, you are much too boring for that.”
“Can I be a model that everyone wants to look at?”
“No, you are much too ugly for that.”
“Then I can’t do anything I want to do.”
“It seems so. Here, let me rephrase my sentence. You can do anything you want to do as long as what you want to do is pump gas.”
Signed: Henry Schmuawfulofagus
