Growing Up
Then:
All I have to do is fall forward on my hands and walk like the doggy does. He's watching me now as I stumble my way to the balcony. Everyday, I do this. Not much else to do anyway. Mum and dad go around on just their legs. They often stop and speak to me in squeaky voice, quite different from when they speak to others.
The big blue thing is full of white fluffy stuff. Sometimes, before the big blue gets dark, there are things flying around in it. Mum once said "Look! Look at the birdies!" and I know they are called birdies. It must be fun to fly all day, now wouldn't it?
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Now:
All I have to do is grab that stick, and walk slowly. The dog still watches me as I stumble to the balcony. This is all I do now. Everyday. On the streets below, people hurry along on just their legs. Some do stop and wave at me, a bit different from when they greet each other. If only they could see me as I do.
The sky is full of white fluffy clouds. Sometimes, before the sky gets dark, there are things flying around in it. Not just birds but all kinds of aircrafts. It wasn't too long ago when I was flying too. A commercial pilot for over thirty-five years, I've flown among those white fluffy things in all kinds of man-made birdies. It was so much fun, now wasn't it?
The wonder of flight lives on in me. The baby has grown up in size but still is... a baby.