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Farouk is cranky when he wakes up; he’s late for his job and has to slurp his milk quickly before hitting the dusty, noisy streets of Kabul, Afghanistan, where he sells newspapers and calendars to drivers stalled in traffic. For a 9-year-old boy, he’s pretty savvy—adjusting his prices depending on the car and the person inside—which is entirely the point of Sonia Cole’s 23-minute documentary. Farouk’s father is wounded and unable to work. So Farouk, as the oldest boy, is what the title says he is, literally. After work and following school, he buys the bread for his family, folding it under his arm, and wistfully turning over tangerines he can’t afford. “Maybe tomorrow,” he tells the grocer. Although the doc does feel too short, it’s poignant without being saccharine (the same can’t be said for Rod Stewart’s “Sailing” over the credits, however). The camera simply follows Farouk during one day of his life, from his waking up to work to school—where a sign warns students to watch for mines—to food-shopping, to arriving home to a family that loves him and worries for him. It’s clear Farouk understands the weight on him—and he even brags a little about it to his younger brother—but it’s also clear he wants to do even more than is expected, including giving his mother and siblings a treat: gummy worms, proving he is 9 after all. A panel discussion will follow the showing.