"I think so," I say, and now I'm feeling a little bit scared. Not too scared, but the kind of scared where your stomach feels a little funny because you're trying something new and you don't know how it's going to feel yet. But I walk out because I want to be brave, and I want to have all the Strong, and I want to show my Papa that I'm learning how to get more Strong than him.
I know I'll be okay because Papa's here. He always makes everything better, even if it starts scary or sad. I think my Papa's like... he makes people happy just when he's around. He's nice and good to everyone. That's the kind of person I want to be.
That's also why everyone likes coming to our bookstore so much, because Papa's in charge of it.
"Whoa," I say when I walk far enough that my life jacket starts pulling me up. "I'm totally floating already," I tell Papa, and I laugh and try to keep my toes on the ground. "But it's like rubber ducky floating. How do I swim?"
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I know I'll be okay because Papa's here. He always makes everything better, even if it starts scary or sad. I think my Papa's like... he makes people happy just when he's around. He's nice and good to everyone. That's the kind of person I want to be.
That's also why everyone likes coming to our bookstore so much, because Papa's in charge of it.
"Whoa," I say when I walk far enough that my life jacket starts pulling me up. "I'm totally floating already," I tell Papa, and I laugh and try to keep my toes on the ground. "But it's like rubber ducky floating. How do I swim?"