The pilot of a small plane announced an imminent crash, declaring it was every man for himself. He and the co-pilot promptly took two parachutes and jumped out.
Four passengers rushed to the storage area for the remaining parachutes: an old priest, a 10-year-old boy, a brain surgeon, and an attorney. Only three packs were left.
The brain surgeon declared, "There's only one other doctor in the world who can perform my specialized surgery. I can save thousands of lives; I'm too needed to die." He grabbed a pack and jumped.
The attorney then pushed aside the priest and the boy, seized a pack, and explained, "As an attorney, my life should be saved. I possess superior knowledge and intelligence and am needed to advise the thousands less brilliant than me." He then jumped.
The old priest turned to the boy and said, "Son, take the last parachute. I've lived a full life and am at peace with my Maker. You have your whole life ahead of you."
The young boy shook his head. "Don't worry, Father," he said. "We'll both be okay. That guy who claimed superior knowledge and intelligence? Well, instead of grabbing a parachute, he grabbed my backpack!"