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  • I looked into the room where my son William (age 4) was watching the newly emerged butterflies in his butterfly farm.

    He was staring intently and gently blowing at one of the delicately-winged creatures clinging to the mesh walls. It, in turn, was fluttering it's wings softly in the boybreeze.

    "What are you doing WIlliam?" I asked.

    "It's just a new one daddy so I'm teaching it how to fly!" he said with a note of serious concern in his voice.

    Two days later we released them, into a warm sunny garden. William was thrilled to see that his lessons had been heeded. "They can fly daddy!"

    He was right.

    I wonder if my blowing on William will be as successful?
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