I was about six years old. Once I saw a beautiful picture in a book. It was a picture of a dense forest thought about the forest and drew a picture of an animal. I showed it to some grown-ups and asked them. "Are you afraid of it?" But they asked me," Afraid? Why should one be afraid of a hat?"
My drawing was not of a hat. To me, it was an elephant. But the grown-ups wero not able to understand it. One of those grown-ups even advised me, 'Stop drawing. Devote yourself instead to Geography, Arithmetic or Grammar." That is why I gave up drawing. That is why I could not become a great artist.
The boy drew a picture of:

Options

A. A forest
B. An animal
C. A girl
D. A hat