My mother used to tell me this joke time and again when I was a child.

A mosquito got old enough to fly on his own, when he came back his mother was happily waiting for him.

-"How was your first flight, my dear?" The mother asked.

-"Amazing." He answered "Everyone thought I was doing great!"

-"Oh yeah? What makes you think that?"

-"Well, wherever I went people started clapping!"