I was in third grade when our teacher read Mary Poppins to
us for the very first time. There was
no movie out so everything came straight from the pages of that book, through
my teacher’s voice and into my imagination.
I dreamed of it for weeks!
I wanted to grow up to be just like her. I tried to imagine what kind of magic I would pack.
There, laid out on my bed, ready to go would be:
One hundred cuddles, neatly folded
Two boxes of kisses, carefully labeled for night nights, boo
boos, and all other occasions
One bottle of medicine that cures everything and tastes like
everyone’s favorite thing
A jar of special wishes
One bottomless toy bag filled with things straight from a
child’s dreams
A pair of socks, some underclothes and a jacket!
What more could I possibly need?
Except maybe a picnic hamper that never runs out!
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