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“Make Believe”

From my earliest memories I loved playing “make believe.” By six years old, my friends and I would spend hours in the basement with a sheet draped over the pipe in the ceiling, decked out in our parents’ old clothes making up involved skits complete with songs and choreography unbound by realism. We were unicorns, animals, fairies, pirates, scientists, master builders, royalty and every age from birth to Methuselah. The gift of belief beating within our small hearts helped us try on the many people we might be, work out our every question and our bravery and invention shone unfiltered and bright.

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