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upon a time there was a little boy who was raised in an orphanage. The little boy
had always wished that he could fly like a bird. It was very difficult for him to
understand why he could not fly. There were birds at the zoo that were much bigger
then he, and they could fly "Why can't I?", He thought. Is there
something wrong with me?', he wondered.
There was another little
boy who was crippled. He had always wished that he could walk and run like other
little boys and girls. "Why can't I be like them?", he thought. One
day the little orphan boy who had wanted to fly like a bird ran away from the
orphanage. He came upon a park where he saw the little boy who cold not walk or run
playing in the sandbox. He ran over to the little boy and asked him if he had ever
wanted to fly like bird. "No", said the little boy who could not walk or
run." But I have wondered what it would be like to walk and run like other boys
and girls".
"That is very
sad", said the little boy wanted to fly. "Do you think we could be
friends?", he said to the little boy in the sandbox. "Sure", said the
little boy. The two little boys played for hours. They made sand castles and
father came with a wheelchair to pick up his son. The little boy had always wanted
to fly ran over to the boy's father and whispered something into his ear.
"That would be
O.K.", said the man. The little boy who had always wanted to fly like a bird
ran over to his new friend and said, "You are my only friend and I wish that there
was something that I could do to make you walk and run like other little boys and
girls. But I can't. But there is something that I can do for you".
The little orphan boy tuned around and told his new friend to slide up onto his
back. He then began to run across the park. Harder and Harder he made his legs
travel Soon the wind just whistled across the two little boys' faces. The
little boy's father began to cry as he watched his beautiful little crippled son flapping
his arms up and down in the wind, all the while yelling at the top of his
voice, "I'M FLYING, DADDY. I'M FLYING!"
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THE INSTITUTE OF MIND
SCIENCES PAKISTAN 
