I'll never forget. A child of two to maybe seven years old. I was fearless when it came to my Dad's shoulders. I couldn't just sit no I had to stand up. I absolutely stood on those shoulders and could see the world. I was taller than everyone and could see everthing, at least I thought. When I was at the parade I never had a blocked view. At the ocean I could see for miles out into the water.
I could see farther because of my dad's shoulders.
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Reviewed by Carvin Wallson
8/21/2009
Good description of perspective. I remember when I was a kid and even a new pair of shoes would give me a higher perspective and a new, taller way to see the world. Stilts were always tough to figure out, but the coffee cans with looped strings generally worked to amaze as well.
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