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When i was young i wanted to be a truck driver. I wanted to drive and drive and drive. and see the countryside. But my teacher just laughed and told me to pick something else. I drew a boy soccer player with blue cleats. She didnt approve. Yesteday, my lil god son asked... What do you want to be when you grow up? I answered, truck driver. Tilted head of approval. And i know he understands. |