The Little Man asked me the other day if I had three wishes, what would they be. We have all discussed this question at some point in our life. I even think I wrote a paper in high school on this topic. I was ready to fire my three answers, I have had many years to think and prepare these answers. And so I began...
My first wish...I wanted to say the all popular: I wish to have endless wishes...but I knew that was really cheating. I am given three, don’t be greedy. Back to my first wish. I wish I could fly. I don’t have to have wings, I just want to be able to soar through the sky like superwoman, minus the cape. I wanted to have the superhuman ability to lift my weight off the ground, point the tips of my fingers, and shoot up into the sky. This ability has only been real in my dreams. I dream I am flying above crowds of people. Soaring over neighborhoods. Fluttering over onlookers traffic. Sailing over small lakes and ponds. So, my first wish, is to make this dream a reality. I want to fly.
Moving onto my second wish. I wish that adults who abused people/children would be tied up and tortured. I know this sounds hateful and harsh, but these are my wishes, not Mother Teresa’s. When a person beats on a child, or a spouse, in my opinion they should get a taste of their own medicine. They should know how it feels to be the victim. Whatever they do to someone else, they should have done to themselves...by a 200 pound body builder named Roach. Yes, I am a firm believer in the death penalty. Nothing makes my blood boil more than a bully. Why would you hurt someone weaker than you?
Finally my last wish. I wish that EVERY child had an exceptional home to live in. Not just a home. A home that they are loved and taken care of. I want all of their needs to be met. Children are our future. They should be treated like treasures. They should not only be loved, but they should be given an opportunity to walk into success.
Those are my wishes, now where is my Genie?
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