My friend and I were talking about random musicals at Speech practice, and I love the kid now. Here's the conversation we had:
Him: "So what's that musical about the Jewish girl?"
Me: "Uhm...Fiddler on the Roof?"
Him: "Noooo...not that-"
Me: "The Diary of Anne Frank is a play..."
Him: "It's not that either. Uhm, Less Miserab-"
Me: "Les Miz? Sweetie, that takes place in France. Unless they're secretly Jews, there's no Jewish girl."
Him: "Oh. I didn't know that."
Me: "Yeah, hun. It's just a buncha miserable French people during the Revolution."
Him: "Well, our class still might go see it. Or Wicked."
Me: "Yeah, I've heard Les Miz is really good. And Wicked is fantabulous!"
I give bad summaries. And probably bad advice. But oh well, he's still one of my bestest friends.
Every living soul has got a voice - you've got to give it room and let it sing.