A little boy was sitting on the curb crying and an old man who was passing by came over to him.
“What’s the matter, little boy?” he asked. “Why are you crying?”
The little boy said, “I’m crying because I can’t do what the big boys do.”
The old man sat down on the curb and cried too.
“What’s the matter, little boy?” he asked. “Why are you crying?”
The little boy said, “I’m crying because I can’t do what the big boys do.”
The old man sat down on the curb and cried too.