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I Can’t Find My ShoesPaul had a terrible nightmare. He woke up late. His alarm hadn’t gone off. He got dressed, but he was trying to hurry and so his arms kept getting caught in his sleeves and his socks didn’t really match. He couldn’t find his shoes. The stairs creaked as he raced
When I was little, I used to sit on my swing and imagine I could fly – way over the trees, and look down at everything. Even though I am a Bird now, I still can’t fly.
Wouldn’t it be great to be able to fly? I used to dream sometimes that I remembered how to fly. In my dream, I would think “Of course. That’s how you fly. How could I forget?” And then I would fly. I can’t fly when I’m awake though.