Fourth.

I came fourth in a contest and they gave me a bag of goodies, a consolation prize as an award.

I shared it with my mother, my father and with God.

They were very happy to see me win a prize even be it small, for in their eyes being first, second or third didn’t matter. Being fourth meant a proud fourth and I was happy to be.

Be happy with whatever you have and with whatever you can be.

Adios!