Mother and Son
[Mother]Remember what
Confucius taught,
Always be kind.[Son]
Yes, Mother.[Mother]
Always help the weak and the old.[Son]
Yes, Mother.
I understand.[Mother]
And always help those less fortunate than yourself[Son]
Yes, mother.
Always.[A jet passes by in the distance and the apparition of his mother fades away.The child turns towards Tran-Do in a non-judgmental but puzzled voice.][Son]
How did I become you?