Amelia

“Stop looking to the sky, Amelia. Your head shouldn’t be up in the clouds.”

“One day I am going to fly,” Amelia whispered, but loud enough to be heard.

“Don’t be silly,” her father said, “It’s not in a penguin’s nature to fly. We swim.”

“But are we not birds?” Amelia quipped back. “It seems that maybe we just don’t try hard enough, or we don’t dream big enough. Is all life just swimming and eating fish?”

Amelia’s father was visibly confused, “What more could there be than swimming and eating fish?”

Amelia sighed, “I will fly one day. You’ll see.”