geese in the flight path
astounded startled pilot
remnants of sully
Shipwreck, away from home, a Nurse witness a shooting in a public place.
Who was the shooter? and who received the bullet? The airplane pilot
asked the question, and no one seem to know the answer on the island
where they were shipwrecked. The tide was beginning to go out during
the evening.
The nurse and airplane pilot spotted a passenger's puppy. There was a
structure on the island that looked pretty much like a cabin. A cabin
where the new inhabitants can live while waiting to be rescued from
the tropical island.
He has unlimited dreams.
They come out quickly.
He will race cars on Monday.
On Tuesday he is an airplane pilot.
On Wednesday he is a doggy doctor.
This is Thursday. I have no idea yet, but he does.
My child what will you be. The next picasso the way you like to draw so. Will you be
a scientist; of the way you want to know how things exist. Be an airplane pilot the
way you watch the airplanes fly so high.Be a vet the way you take care of your pet.
Be an archictect the way you like to connect.Whatever my child you will be I see it all
when you play. My child be all that you can be.
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