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After Karate class last Saturday, RocketBoy walked right up to me.
RB: Dad, I’m not very good at Karate, I’m not very good at art, and I’m not very good at music. But what I am good at… is believing. And caring.
The other folks paused and looked at him strangely, and then went on with their day. I kept a straight face, because I live with this kid.
Later on, we were having lunch, and I pressed the topic.
Me: RocketBoy, I think you’re doing very well at Karate, and I like your art. Also, you sing very well. I don’t understand why you don’t think you’re good at those things.
RB: Well, I’m not bad at those things, I’m just really good at believing.
Me: Explain. What is something you believe?
RB: Well, I believe that there is another galaxy that no one’s ever been to. And there are people in that galaxy.
Me: Okay, I can go along with that.
RB: Also, there are large tortoises and veeeery tiny rabbits there.
Me: Ooookay. Anything else.
RB: Oh, yes. There are other very tiny animals there, too.
RB: I’m very good at believing that.
Me: I can’t imagine anyone better.