Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Papa's Unearned Stripes

Did you know I wanted to be a pilot? my dad asks as we watched a show about planes. Papa works in aerospace. He tells me everything there is about the parts of the plane. But he wasn't hired to be a pilot. He sighs at his glasses on the mirror.

Papa used to go to law school. Now he judges Mama's choice of furniture. Someday he would fix a plane. Someday he'll fly one. He explains how planes work his mind working like the gears of Big Ben.

Today he's talking about how having glasses is a nuisance. He says, Don't go on the computer too long. Let them rest or you'll end up like me, he nods to himself staring at the burden he has to live with permanently in his hands. Thats right, he puts them back, I could have earned my stripes without these.



By: Nysha T.

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