When Someone Laughs at Your Dream

Hundreds of people filled the elementary gymnasium, waiting for the group of kindergarteners to step on stage. The stars of the show soon filed in, decked out in frilly dresses and suits and ties. It was the end of the school year — time to graduate to first grade.

I sat with my in-laws, watching my niece sing in the front left corner, her motions precise and a little bit timid. Phones recorded every moment, and smiles abounded.

After songs were sung and diplomas were given, a video played on...