Finn Can Fly
A short story by Paul Carden
Finn had often dreamed that he could fly. He would dream that he could just spread his arms wide and he would float up into the air and fly around inside his dream wherever he liked. He sometimes drew pictures of the places he had flown to in his dreams and showed them to his mum. She thought it was wonderful that he could dream such fantastic things.
But one Saturday morning Finn’s mum got an incredible surprise when she came to wake him up, because Finn was floating a metre above his mattress while he was still fast asleep. Finn’s mum was astonished and whispered quietly in order to wake him without startling him. Finn slowly opened his eyes as his mum called to him. He knew something was wrong straight away and started to panic but his mum asked him to try to think himself down gently like he did in his dreams. Once Finn was back on the ground he was very excited. He quickly washed and dressed and came down to breakfast where his mum was anxious to discuss what to do. Finn was full of plans to fly to all the fantastic places he had been to in his dreams, like the Pyramids, the Statue of Liberty and the Taj Mahal, but his mum suggested that it would be safer if he didn’t fly so far to start off with in case he got lost, so first of all Finn, with his mum watching, flew to the park and back. After this was a success he flew to the shops and back.
Finn was now really excited but his mum was still worried about him travelling too far in case he lost his way, so she came up with the idea of mowing a large X on the lawn so that when Finn was flying overhead he would always be able to see where home was. Finn rushed upstairs to get a book about things to see in Britain and put it in his rucksack so that he would be able to find all the places he wanted to see, and, after his mum had made him a packed lunch, he spread his arms wide and rose gently into the air. He checked his dad’s old compass to make sure he knew which direction to go, and flew off through the clear summer sky.
First of all Finn flew over London and saw Canary Wharf, St Paul’s Cathedral and Buckingham Palace. After that he flew to Dover to see the white cliffs. He then flew west to see the sunny coasts of Devon and Cornwall. Then Finn headed north to see Snowdonia in Wales and then up to Scotland to see Ben Nevis and Loch Lomond. On his way back through England he saw the Angel of the North and after a full day of sight-seeing he decided to head home.
Just as he was flying towards his home town a passenger jet roared past him and sent him into an uncontrollable spin. Finn could see the lawn with the X that his mum had mown onto it so that he would be able to find his way back, but he was out of control and falling fast. He thought he saw his mum run out into the back garden as he tumbled towards the ground.
When Finn woke up he was in his bed. His mum came and asked him what he would like for breakfast and he asked her what had happened when he had landed. His mum didn’t seem to know what he was talking about so he explained everything that had happened to him when he had flown off around the country and then lost control and fallen towards the garden, but his mum told him it must have been a dream. Finn jumped out of bed and rushed to the window but he couldn’t see an X mown into the lawn. He sighed with disappointment but then told his mum that he was actually glad it had been a dream because flying had been far too dangerous.
As his mum went downstairs to make his breakfast Finn decided that he would draw some pictures of where he had been in his dream, but he couldn’t help feeling that, before he had woken up, he had heard the sound of a lawnmower.