I can't take this anymore! I need to find out more about my original family. I need to find out who I am.
"Mom, I need to know the truth. Who am I?"
"You're a flute, dear, like daddy and me."
"But I'm not even made of metal! I'm wooden and I don't have any keys. I can't be a flute!"
"You are a flute dear. You're a special kind of ancient flute from India."
"I'm Indian? Are you sure I'm not a recorder, or maybe some sort of keyless clarinet?"
"No honey, but you're related to them. And so are your daddy and I."