"Daddy, daddy, I want to grow to be a Protea!"
Would that be a pretty, but tough piece of fynbos that needs to be burnt every few years in order to prosper, or would that be a South African cricketer, or a national netball player, or indeed, the man with a number three on his back that holds the national scrum together against the likes of the Kiwis, Pumas and Wallabies?
My first born, a boy indeed, is due his appearance into this crazy world late next month, and I pray to whomever I am allowed to pray to, that I am NEVER forced to hear him utter these words...
Source: 24.com - Tank Lanning