Words of Wisdom

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There is a gang of 4-year-olds in the next youth theatre show. One of the backstage jobs I've assigned myself is waking them to and from the greenroom.

Last night, out of the clear blue sky, one of them looked up at me and said:

"When I grow up and lose my job I'll lose everything, but I'll be okay because I won't be a doctor anymore but then I'll be an ice skater."