Poetry and musings of a zany Mormon girl who is very proud of her Erda roots.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Fly Like an Eagle

When I was a kid, we were so poor my mom wouldn't buy us a trampoline. Instead, we propped up a 2x6 on two cinder blocks and bounced up and down.

We got just enough air that it was exhilarating!

It was close to the ground so Mom didn't worry too much about broken necks.

We could only fit a few people on at a time so we were forced to share.

It was too narrow to actually do any flips. Not that I wanted to even try flips on a 2x6. One time I attempted a back flip on the lush green grass. It started out so exciting! I was sure that it would be easy and I'd just be able to do it on the first try so I didn't put any thought into where to put my legs. Halfway through the flip I realized my ignorance of flippage and panicked. The last half of the flip was spent flailing. The ending of the flip saw me flat on my back and the air knocked out of my lungs with such force that my diaphragm spasmed and I couldn't take breath for a good 45 seconds or so. I just lay there thinking, "I'm dying! Ouch! Someone needs to save me! Ouch!"

Hahahahahahahaha! I'm crying tears of mirth!

In any case, flips were flat OUT on the bouncy board.

It was the '90's and the Steve Miller Band's song "Fly Like an Eagle" was a super hit! We'd bounce on our fake trampoline and sing the chorus over and over again as we soared (about two feet!) into the sky.

This year is nearly over because:

Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future

And next year all I can think of is how:

I want to fly like an eagle
To the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly like an eagle
Till I'm free
Oh, Lord, through the revolution
Feed the babies
Who don't have enough to eat
Shoe the children
With no shoes on their feet
House the people
Livin' in the street
Oh, oh, there's a solution
I want to fly like an eagle
To the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly like an eagle
Till I'm free
Fly through the revolution
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
I want to fly like an eagle
To the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly like an eagle
Till I'm free
Fly through the revolution
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future

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