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Monday, November 21, 2005
flying children from the 18 hundreds
In the early months of 1808 it had become expected for folks children to be able to fly. When this often wasn’t the case, some would succumb to peer pressure. Many reverted to selling kidneys to be able to purchase “flying” machinery apparatus’s hoping to aide the offspring into a flight not unlike that of the 3 winged Blue Heron. Silly as it may seem by today’s standards it was serious business then, many children that were able to fly naturally went on to become cartoonists making upwards of $1000.00 per week. Others, sadly would only go on to being in charge of pencil sharpening for these draftsmen. Later, Mr. Francis P. Poe would attempt to unionize these lower paid workers only to watch management teams across the USA simply plug in the latest thing, the electrical pencil sharpener. It became a rallying cry for the flightless children and the 43 States adopted the 11th amendment. The last child able to fly without help past away in the spring of 1867, strangely it was Mr. Poe’s own youngest son Crawford Poe. A monument was commissioned in 1877 of these events and in 1888 it was unvailed in Brookfield Wisconsin.
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I teach that in my classes every day
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