I was one of ten children, and we were very poor. I remember watching Walt Disney World every Sunday night with the family sitting all around.
It was a highlight of the weekend that I always looked forward to, and I really enjoyed all of the shows they aired, but I especially liked the
fireworks!
Time passed, I grew up, and began my life as an adult. Although I finished high school, I never really made that much money in the job market.
I eventually moved to Puerto Rico where I had some family, and stayed for a period of ten years. During that time, I married, had a son, and divorced. Eventually, I made my way back to the Main Land, and reunited with my family.
I had always dreamed of going to Walt Disney World, but either never had the money, or opportunity to go. So, there I was in my 40's, when one day I was talking on the phone with my sister. She was telling me that she was planning another vacation to Disney World with her son, who is two years older than mine.
Our sons had always gotten along well, and since I had always dreamed of going, I asked if she would mind it my son, Randy and I went along too. Of course, I would pay for our own expenses, and she jumped at the chance of our little boys sharing the experience.
Our son's birthdays are one month apart, and this trip was being planned as a surprise birthday gift for my nephew. So, I decided I would surprise my son with an early seventh birthday present as well.
I didn't tell him anything, but the night before the flight, I told him that he needed to go to bed early because I had a special surprise for him in the morning, but he had to get up really early.
We went to sleep, got up the next morning, got ready, and headed for the airport. Once there, my son was full of questions, and it was all I could do not to answer them. Boy did he pester me! After a while, my sister and nephew showed up, and my son thought that was the surprise. I was grateful for that because at least he stopped pestering me with questions.
It was a highlight of the weekend that I always looked forward to, and I really enjoyed all of the shows they aired, but I especially liked the
Time passed, I grew up, and began my life as an adult. Although I finished high school, I never really made that much money in the job market.
I eventually moved to Puerto Rico where I had some family, and stayed for a period of ten years. During that time, I married, had a son, and divorced. Eventually, I made my way back to the Main Land, and reunited with my family.
I had always dreamed of going to Walt Disney World, but either never had the money, or opportunity to go. So, there I was in my 40's, when one day I was talking on the phone with my sister. She was telling me that she was planning another vacation to Disney World with her son, who is two years older than mine.
Our sons had always gotten along well, and since I had always dreamed of going, I asked if she would mind it my son, Randy and I went along too. Of course, I would pay for our own expenses, and she jumped at the chance of our little boys sharing the experience.
Our son's birthdays are one month apart, and this trip was being planned as a surprise birthday gift for my nephew. So, I decided I would surprise my son with an early seventh birthday present as well.
I didn't tell him anything, but the night before the flight, I told him that he needed to go to bed early because I had a special surprise for him in the morning, but he had to get up really early.
We went to sleep, got up the next morning, got ready, and headed for the airport. Once there, my son was full of questions, and it was all I could do not to answer them. Boy did he pester me! After a while, my sister and nephew showed up, and my son thought that was the surprise. I was grateful for that because at least he stopped pestering me with questions.
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