Once upon a time, in Latin America, a child was crying with his back turned towards the sun and was looking at his shadow. A man passing by saw the kid crying.
“Why are you crying, o’ little one?” he asked.
The kid looked up, his eyes filled with tears and pointed towards his shadow.
“That’s scary” he exclaimed. “Wherever I go, it follows me.”
“But why don’t you go and play with other kids and stop looking at your shadow” the man said.
“It follows me” repeated the child.
“Look, I’ll show you” said the man.
He lifted the boy up in his arms and turned towards the sun. The sun was about to set. The man showed the child meadows where there were animals as well as children were playing.
“Wow, sunshine!” the child exclaimed, happily.
He came down from the man’s arms and ran towards the meadows towards other kids leaving the shadow behind him, beaming happily, forgetting all his fears.
The man smiled and started to walk away.
