Smile for the Camera
For his tenth birthday, his mother conceded, and got him a camera. He took pictures of everything. The neighborâ™s dog, his mom doing laundry, the bus driver, and the mailman. An art dealer saw his photos and wanted to buy as many âœRay Originalsâ as possible. He had a fresh outlook. He was free from the restraints of structured society. Or, that is what the art dealer said.
Soon Ray was shooting for all the big magazines making the big bucks. He forgot where he came from. He forgot what made him special. Pretty soon people forgot who he was. He returned to his mother, and went back to school.
Ray did grow up, not happily ever after, but he grew up learning from his past mistake of forgetting his roots.
Never forget your roots.
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