Even if they didn’t fit the conventional image of a hero, each of us had people who we looked up to as children. As children, some of us saw our fathers as heroes, while others saw in our mothers a model of selflessness and a role model to aspire to. One group was inspired by superheroes, while another was enthralled by the idea of fairies. We looked up to this person, whoever they were, as a source of inspiration and a role model. We hoped to receive their blessing and guidance from them as we awaited their response. a young Brooklyn looked up to the trash collector as a hero because he was so kind.
In order to catch a glimpse of him passing by, she would wait for weeks at a time by the window. Nobody knew why Brooklyn and the garbage man were so enamored with one another until Brooklyn’s mother decided to finally approach the garbage man and have a conversation with him.