“Hey Mister, what’s that badge you have on?” the boy asked.
“It says who I am,” the elderly man replied.
“Like a name tag?” the boy prodded. “But, I don’t see any writing on it.”
“More than a name tag. A lot more, and it doesn’t need any words for those that understand its meaning.”
“Well it’s kind of pretty, anyway,” the boy observed.
“Yes I guess it is, but even if it wasn’t a shiny one it would be just as important,” the old timer responded.
“Can I have it?” the precocious child asked.
“You might be able to earn it some day,” the man said with a bit of a smile. “But only if you’re good enough.”
The child thought about it for a moment and then said, “I think I will be good enough.”
“That’s the attitude,” the man replied. “You stick with that, and it just might be yours someday.”