smartphone.

Being a Vermonter is spending six months of the year wearing a jacket.

Being a Vermonter is running outside in nothing but leggings and a sweater, thinking it’s springtime when it hits 47 degrees.

Just some little sentences, quick delights, really, jotted down on a tiny reporter's notebook during a flight from Burlington to Raleigh yesterday. Enjoy and remember that the world is full of delight!

I am eleven years old. I think freedom isn't what they say it is.

I live in the land of the free. I am free,

in most ways.

I can be a black belt.

I can be a published poet.

I can win money for my achievements.