Anyone who has seen the film "Mary Poppins" knows that she could fly using her umbrella. It was magic, but I wondered if it would work in real life. After all, I was a curious kid.
We lived on an incline. The hill went down for a block. Our house was the second house on the hill. I had fantasized about using an umbrella as a parachute and jumping off of the house, but I heard stories about people hurting themselves, so I didn't do that, despite the dares from the other neighborhood kids. I didn't weigh a lot, so I could have succeeded in that dare, but I was kind of afraid. No other kid in our neighborhood did it either. However, I did wonder about flying with an umbrella.
It had rained a lot one day, and it was very windy. I figured to give it a try. I got the biggest umbrella I could find, which was really the only umbrella I had. I went outside to the street and went running down the hill hoping for an updraft. Nothing happened on the first few tries, but then a big gust of wind took me up. I was flying about six inches off of the ground, as I went down the hill. It was pretty cool, until I got scared. What if I went far enough up and then fell to the ground hurting myself? So, I let go of the umbrella and fell the six inches to the pavement. I wasn't hurt, but I did have to go find the umbrella which had blown down the street.
I never told my parents. I knew that I would get a spanking. I got a lot of spankings for various things. I was 11 years old and didn't want another one. I never understood the phrase: "This is going to hurt me more than it is going to hurt you". At least, not that time.
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