Do you remember the Superfriends series when there was a Giant Indian? I thought about him yesterday morning. He was a normal everyday Indian walking around until there was trouble. He would then speak his Indian language and grow to be enormous.
What would it be like to be big? I discovered that the powers came from a potion and can be transferred to another person. What would it be like to be able to harness these powers and be able to grow to a huge size? I know my morning workout would be much easier–and yes, I would probably use those powers on my Army Physical Fitness Test. (Except, I would still have to do the same number of push-ups and sit-ups–and make sure I was small again for the weigh-in.)Â
If I could become a giant, it would be nice, actually, to bring peace–to stop the bad guys from shooting at us. (So, of course, the good guys don’t have to shoot back. And on and on.) It would be nice if it were that simple.
But, if I were big–it would be nice to walk through Europe and see the sights. I saw that in Brussels, there is a park that you can walk through and see the sights as if you were a giant.Â
I think to be big, you can see some beautiful sights–not to mention take life in a different perspective. Our problems look so much smaller, when we get higher up and farther away.