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Flying

A funny story for kids or anyone young at heart.




Flying without a plane??? "Impossible" you say.

Trust me, it is possible if you have the imagination of a skinny, little, red-headed, freckled-faced, eight-year old girl with the name of Anne Grete and your mom's a navy blue and white, silk umbrella was sitting there ready for flight, you could fly too. When you are eight years old, almost anything is possible.

Oh, you want to try it? Remember all you'll need is a "bumper shoot" and it probably should be navy blue with white stripes... What is a bumper shoot anyway?

A few years ago when I lived in Chicago, The Windy City, I learned that "bumper shoot" is another word for umbrella. That information is free. But, before you try an "umbrella plane", read my story.

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Growing up on a farm in Norway was and still is quite different than living in the city.

I loved all our farm animals and they were my friends, but Anna, my horse; Polly and Penny, my pet chickens and my dog, Daisy, were my favorites.

Photo Martin Tanner Design UK

There were kids on the farms around us, so I had plenty of friends to play with. We had wide open spaces where we could run and play games.


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Hiding places were plentiful in the woods around us where we would play Cowboys and Indians, and Hide and Go Seek.

We had "secret spots" where we picked sweet, wild strawberries, and a huge area where delicious wild raspberries grew. This was a heaven for little kids who loved sweets. We frequently came home "blue in the face", especially on the lips, tongue and of course our fingers, from eating wild blueberries.

I had a doll house, where we did a lot of "cooking" specializing in mud pies and "cakes" decorated with yellow dandelions and pink clover and green leaves. yummy!

Dressed up in mom's old dresses with purple flowers, orange stripes and red polka dots, and wide brimmed hats with feather and buttons, we held "dinner parties" and "birthday celebrations".

My little friends and I had plenty of imagination and were constantly coming up with new things to do. Sometimes we got into trouble.

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This flying story began on a stormy and rainy day when mom took me along shopping. I saw a lady in a green rain coat and red boots trying to hold on to her bright red umbrella. It seemed as if the wind would lift her into the air. I wondered if it would? Maybe she could fly away?

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That's all it took for this little, freckle-faced girl to come up with the idea of flying. Mamma had a beautiful navy blue and white silk umbrella... "maybe I could "borrow"
it for just a little while"?

The right moment came one sunny afternoon, mom and dad were visiting with the next door neighbor. I quickly located mom's pretty umbrella...I was in business. But, the big problem was I would need a jump-start...I looked around and ....... there it was ... Dad's WOODSHED - AHA!!

woodshed OH YES, if only I could get on the roof of that woodshed...!!!!

I found some old wooden boxes and stacked them on top of each other. I struggled, while I climbed up thinking out loud, fearlessly, "YES I Can Do This".

Finally, I was on the roof. Great! ... OPS - the boxes tumbled down. "Well, I wouldn't need them anymore, since I would fly off the roof.".

SOON, so soon, I would be flying! - I could hardly wait.

The Norway sky was beautiful bright blue with a few whitish clouds hanging up there with the warm sun brightly shining on the deep blue fjord that sparkled as if it had been sprinkled with diamonds.

isfjorden viewed from the mountains

   Mountain Top View of Isfjorden

flying-plane I noticed birds everywhere chirping and flapping their wings. "If birds can fly, so could I", I thought". I pictured myself flying amongst the clouds while holding on to mamma's umbrella.

"OH, what fun I would have flying my plane".

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How exiting! I looked around, OH NO, it was too far down to the ground. I got scared AND had a sick feeling in my stomach.
NOW WHAT?


It had been easy climbing up - but "jumping-off-the-roof" would be a lot harder. I no longer felt brave - just scared. I called out, "Dad, Mom, HELP!! I want to get down, NOW. My heart was thumping! What would I do? But, no one heard my cry for help.

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My dog, Daisy, (left) was looking at me barking with approval.

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My horse, Anna, a Norwegian Fjord Horse, was peacefully eating the juicy, green grass in meadow.
Norwegian Fjord Horse. (left)

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Penny and Nelly, my favorite chickens were nipping and picking at whatever goodies they could find to eat around the yard. Daisy just wagged her tail. I knew they surely couldn't help me.What would I do?

My problem was HUGE, I needed to get down from that roof!!I called out Mamma! Pappa! But, they could not hear me.



open-umbrella Finally - I had enough courage...I opened mom's umbrella and thought about how much fun it would be flying around in the sky over the mountaintops looking at people and everything from "UP THERE IN THE SKY".

"Sure I would be fine???".
Sooo...
All of a sudden...
I
- - - J U M P E D!

OH NO!!! "Umbrella-flying" came to a screeching halt when my knees hit the ground. OUCH-OUCH - PAIN!.

I screamed, Mom and dad came running. They called out: What happened?

Mom's beautiful, navy blue and white silk umbrella was history and I ended up with bloody knees and a soar "SEAT OF WISDOM" so I would remember to ask my parents for permission before I would plan another daring adventure.

What is the moral of this story????????

Do not use other people's things without asking first.. and... If you want to fly - try a plane, not an umbrella. He-He.

Going for a ride with a horse and buggy would be a lot safer and bunches of fun too.

horse-and-buggy Going for a Ride with a Horse and Buggy Photo by Martin Tanner of
Martin Tanner Design
  Martin is an artist and designer. Check out his website, he does amazing work.

Hope you have as much fun reading my flying story as I had "winging" it.

COMING SOON...Children's stories about growing up on a farm in Norway, the land of the Vikings and the Midnight Sun. You will find stories s.a. "The Mystery of Scary Red Eyes in the Mountain Cabin" and...

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"The Doll Dress", "Sledding down Wild Mountains", "Ann's Blueberry Factory", "The Fox-Cage Doll House", "Cardboard Shoes, "The Secret House", "Tante's Cherryberry Tree", "Green Pancakes", and more. What fun for children to read, but maybe grown ups will enjoy the stories as well.

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