A Boy, A Dream, A Life
A Boy, A Dream, A Life Chapter 1: The Boy Who Dreamed Big My name is Mano . Actually, no—forget the name for a second. This isn’t about me. Or maybe it is. It’s confusing, like most of my life. I’m not the protagonist in a traditional sense; I’m more like the narrator of a sitcom no one asked for. I was born in the summer. A "gift of love," my parents called me. But was I really? That’s up for debate. If you think deeply, the meaning might change, right? Anyway, like most kids, my childhood revolved around the three universal truths: eat, sleep, and repeat. If life had subtitles back then, mine would read, “The Glorious Adventures of an Oblivious Middle-Class Boy.” Chapter 2: The Middle-Class Myth Here’s the funny thing. I always believed I was middle-class. Not poor. Middle-class. What I didn’t realize is that being "middle-class" in my neighborhood was like calling a dog a wolf just because it barked loudly. My parents were good people—dreamers, hard workers—but...