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Article #105 If I Could Fly 
I sometimes imagine what it would be like if I could fly like a bird. Just imagine what it would be like to soar into  the sky, flying high above the trees. You could stand on high rooftops and never be afraid of falling. You would see so many things as  you  flew  over  rooftops  and  forests. You  would  feel  incredibly  free as  you traveled from place to place, not bothered by  road signs or traffic jams. If I could fly like a bird, I would start from my back yard and travel through town. I would look down on the houses and factories. When I got tired, I would land in a field and take a nap. I would travel above rivers, and follow them as they wound along and emptied into lakes and oceans. I would fly above parks, and I would call out to the children as I flew high above them. I would dip and dive as I flew. I would soar up high and dive down low so that I could almost touch the treetops. Have you ever flown? I know that you can't fly like a bird, but you might have taken an airplane ride. When you're in an airplane, you pass through clouds. It is exciting to take an airplane ride. I love taking airplane flights. I like to look down at the Earth. When you are up that high, everything below you looks tiny. That's the closest I'll get to flying like a bird. But I can still use my imagination and spread my wings and soar high above the world just like a bird.