Taking Flight

Taking Flight

Penina Steinbruch

“Me next!”
“No, me, I’m next.”
“No, take me!”

As I swoop down from my flight around the playground, I survey my classmates all begging me for rides. Now every one of them wants to be my friend. But I’m only giving rides to the kids who were nice to me before I learned how to fly.

“Time’s up. Please pass your test papers to the front.”

My attention snaps away from the classroom window to the teacher and her sharp command.