While walking down the street in New York, Holden witnesses a small child singing about a body coming through the rye. Later he relays this to Phoebe, she immediately corrects him on that it is actually a poem by Robert Burns. It was the moment when Holden hear the child singing though he realized that he wanted to be the catcher in the rye. The protector of children and their innocence.
"Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be."
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