Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Time keeps on slipping
Into the future
Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping
Into the future
I want to fly like an eagle, to the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly (oh, yeah)
Fly right into the future
I want to feed the babies
Who can't get enough to eat
I want to shoe the children
New shoes on their feet
I want to house the people
Living in the street
Oh, there
There's a solution
I want to fly like an eagle, to the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly (oh, yeah)
Fly right into the future
Time keeps on slipping
Into the future
Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping
Into the future
I want to fly like an eagle, to the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly (oh, yeah)
Fly into the future
Fly like an eagle
to the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly
Like an eagle
Fly into the future
In a sky full of people only some want to fly, isn't that crazy
Fly
Ah ah ah
Fly like an eagle
Fly
Fly like an eagle, fly
Fly like an eagle, fly
Fly like an eagle, fly
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Steven Haworth Miller
Fly Like an Eagle lyrics © Kanjian Music
C.: Oh, no! I wasn’t paying attention to the date on my watch. My husband, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat Fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname), now simply known as T because Triple T was already taken, is supposed to be in Paris for the Olympics by now.
d.: Calm down, Cal.E. The Olympic Games don’t start until next weekend.
C.: No, d.c., not the human Olympic Games, the Cat Olympics.
d.: Didn’t y’all just have those in May?
C.: Yes, that’s an annual event. However, every leap year there’s a second Cat Olympics in July, and it starts this weekend. My husband, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat Fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken and I are in the first event, tag-team cat fighting, and it starts tonight.
d.: Well, the supersonic jet, the Concorde, hasn't been operational since 2003, so I suppose y’all are in real trouble.
C.: Well…not really. My thirty-third cousin twice removed from another planet, ELAC has a time machine, and she said that I could use it whenever I needed to.
d.: Do you know how to operate it?
C.: It only has forty-seven levers that must be put into the exact correct position. How hard could it be?
d.:???!!!
C.: d.c., if you’ll just help T and me get into this capsule, I can solve the whole problem.
d.: Okay, good luck
C.: Now, let’s see. Yes, here’s the correct command. “Olympic Games.”
Athens, Greece, 1896.
C.: I think that I may have gone a little too far into the past.
T.: Well, reset the machine for the future, but not too far. I don’t want to go into the future and see what a mess the world will become with A.I. running it.
C.: Yes, this looks correct…maybe.
Berlin, Germany. 1936;
d.: Okay, y’all, it may take a while for these two to make it back to the correct time. While they do that, I’ll tell y’all what happened at the 1936 Olympic Games.
Most Americans are familiar with the story of Jesse Owens and how he won four gold medals in track and field at these Olympic games. Owens, an African American, won the one-hundred- and two-hundred-meter sprints and a gold medal as a member of the American 4X100 meter relay team. For good measure, Owens won the gold medal in the broad jump as well.
As he sat in the stands, I’m sure that the furor of Germany was incensed by Owen’s accomplishments, but Owen’s record of four gold medals stood for almost fifty years, when Carl Lewis broke his record with nine gold medals. Lewis didn’t earn all his at the same games, though. The furor considered anyone not of the Nordic race (I refuse to use the insane man’s term for people with light skin, light colored eyes and light-colored hair—and…have you ever seen a picture of the furor?). The furor also considered people with low intelligence, mental illnesses (see comment above) and physical ailments to be inferior (if you want to read a real-life horror story, Google Joseph Mengele and his experiments with the Jewish children at the Auschwitz Birkenau concentration camps).
Owens probably made the furor angry enough, but another person the furor would consider inferior took the silver medal in the “metric mile,” the 1500-meter run. Another American, Glenn Cuningham, would make most track coaches cringe if they watched him run. There was a reason for his duck-like stride, though.
As a nine-year-old boy, Glenn and his brother were caught in a fire in a building that served as a church and school. Glenn’s older brother died, and Glenn’s legs were burnt so severely that his doctor recommended amputation of both legs below the knee to avoid infection, but Glenn refused.
Unable to walk on his own, Glenn tied his hands to a plow and had a horse pull him until he could walk and then run behind the plow. In his track career at the University of Kansas, Glenn Cuningham set the world record for the mile run, which stood for three years. He also held the American record for this distance race for five years.
Along with the incredible Jesse Owens, Glenn Cunningham is a true American hero (The University of Kansas Press n.d.)
REFERENCE
The University of Kansas Press (n.d.) Glenn Cuningham. Student affairs KU memorial
union. https://union.ku.edu/glenn-cunningham. Recalled 04/05/2024
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