I have a dream...

This was from last school year.  I thought it was fitting to post today on the anniversary of the "I Have a Dream" speech by Martin Luther King Jr. I so admire his work for equality and his message of peace.

Once a month Collin’s school has a school wide assembly called Caring Congregation.  All of the classes get together and say their school pledges and the principal or counselor usually has some type of life lesson to teach them.  Collin’s school consists of grades pre-k through first grade.  The first grade classes take turns leading Caring Congregation.  I was happy to get to watch Collin’s class lead.  Collin was in charge of getting everyone’s attention to salute the flags.  I was so proud of him!  This assembly was honoring Martin Luther King Jr.  Collin’s class recited a poem and sang a few songs.  Next they each had a letter that spelled out "I have a Dream."  Each child was able to tell what their dream was.  Collin had told me a few days before that his dream was to, “build a glider and fly high in the sky.” Sadly, I was not aware that at school they had been talking about dreams and being able to accomplish them I told him that gliders were very dangerous and that I didn’t want him to ever get on one.  (Way to go Mom.) Anyway, as the children were going down the line saying their dreams I began getting nervous because the first few children were saying things such as I dream of becoming the President, teacher, doctor, police officer and so on.  I started to panic thinking is my child the only one who just wants to glide away?!? When the microphone came to Collin he stated the dream that he had told me about with such joy in his heart.  I could not have been prouder of him. As the children went on there were others who wanted to be clowns or rock stars. After all who at the age of 6 really knows what they want to be?  For now he is a kind, loving, playful, smart, imaginative little boy.  Who could ask for more?