Having followed the academic route of becoming the perfect Asian son, I feel like I wasted my childhood. Two years ago, a trauma to my head caused by my brother prevented me to obtain objective memory which means I can no longer be the doctor or lawyer my Filipino family sought for. During that moment, I felt my childhood self-knocking... And I related to the little prince. The real metaphor of it- the little prince was the manifestation of the aviator's childhood, showing himself in the moment of loss.