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Come fly with me
By Suzie Palmer
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
First story in series called Come Fly With Me
Editor: John Archer
Artwork: Rick Bindon
Come fly with me
Sarah and Paul never saw her walking. They had recently moved opposite the woman who was either sitting or being carried but never walking. Usually she just sat in a chair, and although she seemed happy, neither of them could imagine what staying still all day must be like. “Do you think she can dance?” Sarah and Paul asked their Mum. She didn’t know but she suggested that they go and ask her themselves.
Lillie and Sam, from next door, were playing chasing games between the two houses and ran into Sarah and Paul.
“Hello there! That was close! We’re going to see that girl to find out why she doesn’t walk. Do you want to come?” Sarah asked.
Sam was being tackled by Paul as she spoke.
“Oh yes! Mummy can we go across the road to visit the lady with the cats?” Lillie called to her Mum who was weeding the garden.
“Yes, but look out for cars, and don’t stay too long!”
The four children carefully crossed the street, and eagerly ran up the lady’s pathway, excited also by the possibility of meeting her ginger cats!
A rich aroma surrounded them, perfumes flowing from a garden full of pretty flowers and plants located at the side of the house. Suddenly the ginger cat with its great big face and bright green eyes bounded out of the bushes. He was so big and friendly that the children thought he behaved more like a dog. Another cat, equally beautiful, but smaller, was perched on the wall, watching every movement, safely out of the children’s reach.
After petting the big cat, the children knocked on the front door.
‘Hello kids’ Daisy said with a welcoming smile. The big ginger cat pushed in front of the children and rubbed against her legs. As she stroked him, Daisy told the children that his name was Angel and he was Ruby’s best friend! The smaller ginger cat came for some attention as well, and the children were told that her name was Precious and that she was Angel’s girlfriend.
"Is Ruby your daughter?" Paul asked.
"Yes. She is in her room if you’d like to visit her" said Daisy.
The children followed Daisy through the lounge. Ruby’s room was enchanting. They were amazed by the colours and the decorations. Sarah loved the vibrant materials on Ruby’s bed and hanging from the walls, Paul was absorbed by the striking posters, while Lillie and Sam looked at the crystals in the bookcase full of treasures. On tables and in corners were charms and ornaments that beckoned. Ruby told them that she had collected many treasures while travelling around the world, others her Dad had found during his travels. Ruby’s room was fascinating.
Ruby was sitting on a purple cushion next to the window. She greeted them with a smile just as she had when she sat in the front yard.
Paul turned to her and asked, "Why don’t you walk"?
Ruby smiled and looked out of the window. "Because I use my imagination to fly instead", she replied, adding, "my favourite place to visit is that mountain over there". She pointed at the same mountain they could see from their own houses. They all liked living near it because there was a waterfall on either side. In heavy rain, one waterfall roared like thunder, while the other poured swiftly into a stream. And there were caves in that mountain. In warm weather, their parents sometimes took the children to see the aboriginal cave paintings. Often they would take a picnic lunch and it felt as if they were living back in the olden times, when caves were homes.
"Fly?" The children asked in chorus.
Ruby explained that using her imagination she could fly with the birds, and rest on the branches of trees, and chat with the other birds that visited their neighbourhood! "The kookaburras laugh, the white cockatoos clown around, while the magpies yodel, and the eagles fly high overhead. I especially love flying with the black cockatoos as they travel around the mountain, wailing and crying as if they are lost." I asked them why they sound so sad. They just sighed, "We’re not sad, that’s our song, it’s how we get along!"
"I come home refreshed by my connection with nature." Ruby told the children. "So much is happening out there all the time. If I don’t feel like flying, I close my eyes, and feel the wonderful sense of being alive! The same vibrations inside every bird are inside you too my friends". Ruby closed her eyes for a few moments, and then asked, "Do you want to close your eyes and feel them too?"
"Yes please!" the children sang out gathering around. Ruby sat crossed-legged while they positioned their bodies the same way.
"Now, be very quiet, breathe naturally, and feel your heart beating"’ said Ruby. "Can you feel it?" When the children nodded she continued: "There are sensations in your head, and in your arms, legs, fingers and toes! Can you feel them? The buzzing, the music – everything is pulsating with life!" Before they opened their eyes, Ruby asked them to listen carefully to the sounds of the world outside.
Everything seemed so loud. The postman’s motorbike was especially noisy, as well as the cars, and even the ocean pounding her waves upon the rocks and shore.
"The sea seemed so near!" Sarah exclaimed, opening her eyes.
"And, I didn’t realize that so much was happening inside!"
"Do you feel all those things too Ruby?" asked Paul.
"I do" Ruby replied, "and it’s all going on whether you’re walking or not! That’s why I fly as often as possible, to feed my imagination. Your imagination is always there, ready and waiting. You can use yours to connect with the world of nature. Its such fun to discover that you can be as free as you imagine … even freer than the birds!"
Sarah smiled. "Can we come back another day and close our eyes with you some more Ruby? We love imagining with you! Next time perhaps we could visit some different places"?
Ruby laughed, "You sure can my friends; we will fly to our heart’s delight!"
When they got home, Sarah and Paul realised that they could not tell their mother why Ruby couldn’t walk. They did not need to know anymore, because now they knew that she flew instead. And she was teaching them to fly too! That was the best fun they could imagine. Maybe next time they would ask Ruby about walking … but only maybe, because being able to fly seemed far more important!
Copyright © 2005 Suzie Palmer
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|Reviewed by Muhammad Al Mahdi
|You know, I love reading stories like this. There is something so inspiring in children's and childhood stories, and we all must discover, or find back to, the child that lives in us to understand the world; to understand ourselves.|
|Reviewed by Dion de kraker
|Beautifull Story Suzie, a Story I keep getting "Lost" in, extremely recognisable in many ways and absolutely inspirational as Frances stated a talent that should not disapear and will not disapear as these kind of works are immortal|
|Reviewed by Frances Rodriguez
|This is such a beautful story,well done
you keep writing because a talent like your should
not disappear .. Frances
|Reviewed by P. Michaels
|Suzie, I thought I would stop by and read something of yours. This is a lovely story. I truly enjoyed reading it. It would be very inspirational for children. It would be a good to read and discuss.|
|Reviewed by Gloria Buono Daly
|This is truly a wonderful and inspring story filled with so much imagination. We should all celebrate children with disabilities and how they can do whatever their dreams and hearts desire. My best, Gloria|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|This is a delightful story for children but it is also teaching a wonderful lesson (for adults perhaps even more, reminding us of the magic of childhood); the power of imagination. Thank you for this beautiful gift, Suzie. Love to you,
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
Come Fly With Me opens an enchanting portal to a mysterious and magical place which is alive with crackling energy and mystique..
You are an excellent children's storyteller, and I reckon you have retained your own childlike innocence and imagination, to be able to design such works of art and splendour !
The key passage amongst many to me is " "I come home refreshed by my connection with nature." Ruby told the children. "....:)
I also kept hearing in my psyche whilst reading this wondrous introduction, Ole Blue Eyes singing " Come Fly With Me "..!!!
" Come fly with me, we’ll float down in the blue
Once I get you up there, where the air is rarefied
We’ll just glide, starry eyed
Once I get you up there, I’ll be holding you so near
You may here, angels cheer - because were together "....Lols
Love and Hugs
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
“Come fly with me” is a lovely story on the power of imagination, –– delivering a wise messages –– and stimulating intuition through its flowing of curiosity and meaningful imagery.
Keep You pen busy, wordWorker, and let the world know Your inspired creations.
In reverent admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
I'm so moved by this story. This is so well-told!!!
Yes, quite fortunately for Ruby, she exercises her imagination instead.- This is to say that everything is possible if we set our minds to it. This story has a great message to the children and us alike.
This also tells that disability is only physical, it is not a state of the mind. People SHOULD LOOK at others with disability as normal and SHOULD NOT think them as second class citizens.
Sometimes, disability is in the eyes of the beholders, for they're not able to see beyond.
I applaud this wonderful story! *Standing ovation for this*
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Wonderful lesson to be learned from this, Suzie; very well done! If only more people knew what it is like to be disabled, and that the disabled are people too!... BRAVA!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D (I live with a physical disability, too; have done so all my life. I also have hearing and vision disabilities, as well as some learning disabilities, so I am very well versed on disability issues.)
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Captivating story told with heart and compassion to make the reader more aware of the reality of this situation.
|Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
|I find this to be a wonderful diversion away from a disability through active imagination! This image is a situation held relaxedlly in the lucidity of childhood. There is such energy flowing in this from the outer life. Good Luck on publishing these stories, Suzie! They should do really well for you! Children are our future, why anti-discriminatory and anti-bias stories should be taught to the youngsters by a lovely story shephard such as you so that they may learn important morals of wholesome living. Thanks Suzie.