My 9-year-old niece and I had a little conversation:
Nephew: Aunt, I think I might really grow up to be a writer.
Me: Why do you think you can be a writer?
Nephew: I wrote two stories this semester, a story about a black pearl adventure, a story about a cat who made money, and many students in our class and in our grade all chased me to see them and urged me to write the following ones quickly. I think I can write more and faster when I grow up.
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