*Image of my grandson Colin and grandbaby Chloe taken by their mother, my older daughter Alison who is also a very good photographer
When I was a child, I badly wanted to fly. After a Sunday School lesson on faith moving mountains I summoned up all my faith and jumped off a large boulder in the Smokies. Fortunately I landed on a grassy spot–had to rethink my position on exactly what qualified for doing under the faith thing. I was ten and probably should have known better but was a highly imaginative, some might say strange child. Of course, many children have sought to fly. If I’d had fairy (or pixie) dust I would have dusted myself with sparkles, being very taken with the tale of . Pan
The latest member of our family to be fixated on flight is my grandson Colin, always worrying us with his antics while amusing us with his whimsies. Another imaginative child, also rather a daredevil and one to keep a close eye on and send up frequent prayers for. He knows he makes me ‘nervous’ used to be pronounced ‘ervous.’
Sweet childish days, that were as long
As twenty days are now.
~William Wordsworth, “To a Butterfly”
Colin: “I’m finking about dragon wings.”
Colin: “To make for me.”
Alison: “Oh, to wear for Halloween?”
Colin: “No, for flying.”
Alison: “Colin, again, even IF we made you dragon wings, you still couldn’t fly. Boys can’t fly ever at all. What would happen?”
Colin repeats what she’s taught him. “I would fall wike a rock.”
Alison says, ‘Boys being able to fly is something we’ve had many an argument about, ever since Colin could speak in sentences. “Boys tend to fly on the couch. They just put their arms out and they tend to fly.” He’s always trying to think of some sort of way to make it possible. He’s thought of making bird wings and jumping off the deck. “I would soar wike an eagle!!” he declared.
His mom: “You would fall like a rock. Boys can’t fly.”
Ah, but somehow, someway…boys keep trying.
*Image of Alison and Colin looking down from their deck where they have these sorts of conversations, although they can take place anywhere. He’d also very much like to have a real Spiderman action figure that shoots out REAL webs, we suspect to use for flying.