"What's wrong, Ella?"
"What if I become . . . famous?"
"What do you mean?"
"What if I become a famous T-ball player!" (sniff)
"How would you become a famous T-ball player?"
"You know. One person likes me, then they tell another person, and they tell another person, and, you know."
"I don't think you have to worry about that, honey. But why are you worried about it?"
"Because I'm just shy. I really don't want to be famous."
"Well, don't let that stop you from doing your best."
Pure ego, I tell you. I would write a book about building self-esteem in little girls, but I don't know how this happened.
