Aiming high

Today we read a book about growing up. After we finished, I went around asking the students what they wanted to be when they grow up. The majority of the girls wanted to be princesses, and most of the boys wanted to be some superhero or another. There was an occasional teacher here and there and one student wanted to be a doctor. We finally reach Natasha, our only black student in the class. We all look attentively at her as she announces with a giant ass smile on her face, "I want to work in a grocery store!" If she keeps writing her j's backwards, she just might.