Aspirations, I

19Sep08

For as long as I can remember, Finn has wanted to be an astronaut. All things Space have captured his imagination, nearly since before he had words to name it.

Then, one day, he announced. “I think I not want to be astronaut anymore.”

“Oh really?” I said.

“No,” he said.

“I think I want to be airport guy,” he said.

“Like a pilot?” I asked.

“No, Baggage Guy,” he confirmed. “That fun job. You get to throw bags on plane….ALL DAY LONG.”

“That you do,” I said as off he went, to practice his art.

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