Another Assignment

Dear Shell,

Writing Assignment #2 - write two "pages" on where you would fly if you could.

When I first saw this assignment in the article that Mom gave me, I thought to myself, "well you can fly just about anywhere nowadays, just get tickets and go on an airplane." But then I thought further about it. Where would I fly, if i could FLY! Like Superman, or like a bird. High in the sky, above the trees, above the clouds, above the world.

There are times I wish I could fly. I'm sure everyone has those days occasionally. When everything just feels like it is weighing down so heavy on your shoulders that you walk around stooped over, your eyes dimmed, a non-smile on your face. I say a non-smile, because not smiling doesn't necessarily mean you're automatically frowning. You could be just ... not smiling.

It's the days like that, that I wish I could fly. I would fly above the pain, above the stress, fly above the dark cloud that was weighing me down. I would fly up and up, until I reached the beautiful cottony clouds in a light blue sky. I would curl up on one of those soft clouds and let the rest of the stress drain away, imagining it falling back to the earth like huge drops of rain. I would stay on my own personal cloud until the pain and stress finished falling away, then I would slowly float back to Earth, relaxed and free enough to battle the daily grind of life again until the day came, that I needed to just fly away for a little while again.

There are other times I wish I could fly as well. Happy, carefree days. The days that I have a permanent smile on my face, a bounce in my step, a ready laugh. Those are the days I like to spin around in pure happiness, then if I could, I would fly straight up in the air and come spiraling back down to land gently on my feet. The sky is a brilliant blue, with light wisps of pure white scattered about. The air is crisp and clean. Flying around feels so free, so happy.

There are places in the world I could fly to, I would love to visit Ireland again. Someday I'd like to see Texas, Montana, maybe even California (if it doesn't fall into the ocean... ). But overall, just the sheer joy of being able to visit the clouds and lay on their soft cottony surface, to spin around happily in the sky, that would be enough.

That is where I would fly, if I could fly.

Shell