Roles and How we Play them

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 remain a lesson to me: “I’ve been chosen to clap and cheer.”

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