I WISH I COULD FLY. . . .

Hey, here is a random story i feel like posting on here:
When i was 4 or maybe it was 5 i broke my hip. . . haha yes my hip. During my younger years i went through several different phases. . .(i'm sure reading calvin and hobbes helped with alot of my ideas as a young child) One of my phases was thinking i had the ability to fly. So, several nights before the . . i'll call it the roof fiasco, i carefully made wings out of cardboard and made my plans. On the day of the roof fiasco I gathered everything that was needed; this included: a ladder to reach the second story, my trustful cardboard wings, and rollerblades(i bet you can see were this is going). I climbed the ladder, dawned my wings and rollerblades,then prepared for my flight. 1. .2. .3 and i was off, gaining speed i slowly realized that the roof was quickly ending to a 20ft drop. I closed my eyes as i felt myself depart from the roof. I opened my eyes thinking i had actually done it, that i some how managed to take flight. . .BAM!!! was i wrong about that! Thats my story about how i managed to break a hip. . .at 5years of age