Across the street from where I live is an elementary school with a great sledding hill. Turning left from the driveway, driving down the road on my way to run a quick errand, a young boy was walking towards the hill. Bundled in a quilted style blue coat, with a black toboggan, his little face stood out and looked fiercely determined. In his arms, he was holding a snowboard.
The Olympics are going on right now, and many children will be inspired. I wondered driving past him if the Olympics had been on at his house. Now, a new snow board was being tried out, with a dream of Olympic glory in a small boy’s head. I do enjoy watching the games, but I think that one of the things I like the most is the dreams that are born every four years with each Olympic games.
To that little boy – dream big!
