And it’s Friday! Time to close out your week with a bang and a mind-blowing puzzle. (Since you’re obviously not already exhausted enough at the end of a long week.) Pray excuse me a devious chuckle. We’re talking about chosen ones again today … and humble beginnings. Whenever I think about humble beginnings, I can’t help remembering what Dr. Erskine tells Steve Rogers in Captain America: The First Avenger on why he was chosen to become a super-soldier. “Because a strong man, who has known power all his life, will lose respect for that power. But a weak man knows the value of strength and knows compassion.” Perhaps this is why so many of the Chosen Ones in fantasy novels tend to come from humble beginnings. Perhaps it’s simply because we love watching someone rise from the dust, shake off the ashes, and step out into the spotlight wearing the victor’s crown. A Cinderella story … of sorts. As for me? Well, I would probably start out as something terrible ordinary … like a stable-hand. Mucking out stalls. Grooming horses. Cleaning tack. Trudging through muck and mire in all sorts of inclement weather and bedding down at night on a pile of musty straw in the corner. Sounds about right, doesn’t it? Until the call for adventure arrives at which point I would saddle the best horse in the saddle and dash off for parts unknown! Heroic deeds await! How about you? What humble beginnings would you come from?