When I was a little boy, I’d always been a fan of Superman. I thought he was the greatest, most profound and admirable superhero Earth had ever seen. One day in primary school, our teacher asked us to state our ambitions in front of the class. When it was my turn, I exclaimed very loud and assertively, “I want to be Superman when I grow up!”

The whole room echoed in laughter. Even our teacher partook. Therefore, Istarted to wail. Nobody believed that I could do it; it was too big of a dream for a seven year old boy. But I don’t blame them for being envious.

The room fell silent before a raised hand. Jenny, it was. “I believe you. I think you can be anything you want as long as you put faith in it” she defends, drying out my eyes.

Two decades later, Jenny and I tied the knot. Not long after, we were blessed with a handsome baby boy who just turned seven. Today, I’m my own version of Superman to my young son. To be a superhero isn’t shallow-mindedly about possessing supernatural abilities; it’s about the wisdom one shares and the lives of other people one ameliorates. I remind my little boy every single day that nothing is impossible as long as he invests faith in it.