The Dolphin Show
I spent my twelfth (and golden) birthday in Chicago with my mom. We went there on a three-day shopping trip. On the day of my birthday, we went to a dolphin show. We were sitting a few rows down; I was sitting on the aisle seat. I just kept thinking, “I wish I could go down there and play with the dolphins.” I kept visualizing being able to swim around and do tricks with the dolphins.
During the show, one of the trainers came in quietly from the back and crouched down beside me. She whispered, “We’re missing a trainer today, and we were wondering if you’d like to come help us play with the dolphins.” I got to go down and get fitted for rubber boots and do tricks with the dolphins and speak to everyone in the microphone. I didn’t get to swim, but I imagine that the water was probably pretty cold. I told them afterward that it was my golden birthday. My parents hadn’t planned it or anything; it was completely random. Out of all of the other people there (and believe me, there was quite a crowd), they chose me!