I have a nephew, whom we will call Percy. Percy has a beautiful soul. He is a big, tall, lovable guy. He is also innocent, optimistic and completely uninhibited. He is someone that should be admired for his qualities. He also has some disabilities that cannot be diagnosed.
A few weeks ago, he went to EFY (Especially For Youth). It's this thing Mormon youth do sometimes that involves a lot of great lectures and a whole lot of fodder for teenage embarrassment. I've never gone, but I hear it's a blast.
This was the conversation that Percy had with his aunt after he got back from EFY:
Percy: Do you know what a cow is?
Aunt: Umm ...
Percy: A cow is a Crush of the Week.
Aunt: Oh, ok ...
Percy: I had 12 cows last week at EFY.
Aunt: Wow, Percy, that is great.
Percy: Yeah, I even gave a love note to one of them at the dance. We'll see where that goes.
Aunt: Well, she's a lucky girl then.
Percy: Eleven of them were girls and one of them is a guy.
Aunt: Oh! Ok.
Percy: He's the guy I see every morning when I look in the mirror!
Aunt: Ooooohhh, I see.
Percy: Because if you want to be confident, you have to love yourself.
Wiser words have never been spoken by a teenager. This story may or may not have propelled Percy into idol status for me.