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Pigs can fly

Pigs can fly

 
 

Mason was a little pig that lived with Lucas and Helen, his best friends, he always had big and exciting dreams, he dreamed that someday, somehow he could become the first pig that could fly. This crazy dream started because he always saw all the birds flying by his house. While Lucas and Helen only dreamed to win a blue ribbon at the annual fair. Mason told his friends from the neighborhood about his big dream but all of them thought Mason was crazy, that he would never accomplish it, they told him “Oh Mason don’t be silly, maybe you should lower your expectations and dream of something achievable” but that didn’t stop Mason’s dream, in fact it motivated him more just to prove them wrong.

So the next day Mason went to the next block, which is where the pigeons live, so he arrived but there was no one until he looked up and saw a group of pigeons sitting together in a tension cable so Mason gained courage and shouted at the pigeons “Hey!” and the pigeons looked around looking for a fellow pigeon but they didn’t saw anyone up there “Over here!” Mason shouted, the pigeons turned around a looked at Mason “What do you want kid?” One of the pigeons said in an angry tone “I’m just looking for help” Mason replied “What? Did you get lost kid?” Another pigeon replied and they all started laughing, Mason angry said “No! I want to fly like you guys!” After hearing that the pigeons laughed even harder and one almost fell off the cable, on of them still laughing said answered “You don’t even have wings! You’re just a farm pig!” The little pig turned around and said “Fine! I’ll look for help somewhere else” The pigeons were still laughing “A pig flying can you imagine?!”.

 

Mason then went back home and started to try every option possible. He went up the barn and tried to jump but unfortunately he could not understand why every time he jumped he came right back down again and again. After many tries he walked back home with a disappointed look and decided to sleep the day off.

The next day when Mason went to the backyard he found a feather and noticed that the bird used feathers in their wings to fly. So he decided to make himself a pair of wings, of course the first wings he made were not good at all, those wings didn't even work. But he didn’t give up there he tried, and tried, and tried again, Helen and Lucas told him to stop wasting time, that he would never do it.

It took him 7 years and 97 attempts and Mason finally made a pair of wings that could make him fly! He got so excited that he went to to tell all his friends! At first nobody believed it but at the annual fair he won the “most amazing pig trick” award because he flied in front of the judges. Everyone at the fair was amazed by Mason.

He got the satisfaction that was the first pig that ever fly and he also won a big ribbon before his friends did, since that day he was admired by everyone on town.

You put your own limits, Follow your dreams.


by:

Diego Eduardo Contreras Zapata         A00817441

Héctor Sebastián Balcázar Navarro      A01196591

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