At supper the other night, Paul was telling me a story about a father who is blind (a story he'd heard on This American Life by Ryan Knighton). G was listening and asked "What does blind mean?"
Paul explained that some people can't see, then went on to talk about how some people can't hear, some can't walk and some can't speak.
"I can do all those things!" G said.
"Well, there are some people in this world," replied Paul "who can't do all the things you can."
G contemplated this for awhile, then said "Some people can't fly like I can!"
Paul explained that some people can't see, then went on to talk about how some people can't hear, some can't walk and some can't speak.
"I can do all those things!" G said.
"Well, there are some people in this world," replied Paul "who can't do all the things you can."
G contemplated this for awhile, then said "Some people can't fly like I can!"
“She said she knew she was able to fly because when she came down she always had dust on her fingers from touching the light bulbs.”
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