My six year old son was sitting quietly one morning. I went up to him and asked, ‘Rehan, what happened? Why are you sitting here alone? Get ready for school.’ He did not look up. Instead, he replied, ‘Mom, I am depressed! Please leave me alone.’ Hearing this, I chuckled and asked him if he knows what depression is. Then he looked me in the eye and said, ‘I don’t know but my classmate told me that if you don’t get what you want, you sit quietly and tell your mamma that you are depressed.’ I was simply amazed to learn the sort of conversations my son is having in school.