This particular day began near the ocean with a memory of one small sprite, climbing.
The climb took place near another beach, on a different continent, and those who saw it cheered. The sprite saw an enormous tower being inflated in front of her and was instantly intrigued. "Mommy, I want to go UP." No thought of danger, no fear of heights. Her mother sensed that the small girl could do it, and so they approached the line.
Cannon Beach, Oregon (USA)

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So up the sprite climbed determinedly from one foothold to the next all the way to the top, and then grinned down at us. The SconeLady might have quailed just a little bit right at that moment but soon the tiny girl descended, step by step, landing with a hop. That was when we all cheered.
I am standing here looking at this other ocean, and it is beautiful. But I can't forget that other one where a small and determined girl did something rare, and fun, and just a little bit scary. It was, of course, the sweetest thing.
You go, girl!
the SconeLady
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