Flying with Stasch

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Flying with Stasch
People can not fly. That is the truth. True, there are parachutes and hang gliders, but there is also the story. it is a very old story, and when you learn it in sixth grade ancient history, the teacher will tell you that it is a myth, but I think it is true.

Long ago, in ancient Greece, there lived a man named Deadalus, a talented architect and engineer. An evil king kept him a prisoner, so he decided to escape by flying over the ocean. He made wings for him and for his son, Icarus. They flew or at least tried to fly, but Icarus forgot that people can't fly. He flew too close to the sun. The wax on his wings melted, and he fell in to the ocean and drowned.

Since then people haven't really tried flying too much, maybe because they know they will start believing they really can do it as Icarus did and find themselves hurt or worse. Even Deadelus did not use his wings a second time.

The closest people come to flying is at the end of a kite. Last winter, I built a kite for my brother, Stasch. Actually, it was for both of us, but Stasch wasn't taking his medication. That meant he bounced off the walls and his kindergarten teacher threatened to put him in special education. Stasch is too smart for that. He just has attention deficit and has to take medication to help him sit still and concentrate.