Adventures Of A Rookie Superhero |top| -

Being a rookie superhero isn’t about glory. It’s about getting back up, wiping the yogurt off your chin, and realizing that the only thing braver than a perfect landing is a spectacular failure… followed by a second jump.

—crashing through a laundry line, getting tangled in a bedsheet, and landing face-first in a dumpster full of expired yogurt. adventures of a rookie superhero

I take a breath. My cape (a repurposed blackout curtain) flaps in the wind. My utility belt (a fanny pack with granola bars and band-aids) feels pathetically lightweight. Being a rookie superhero isn’t about glory

I spit out a strawberry-scented glob. “Alright,” I groan, giving the cat a thumbs up. “That counts as a rescue.” I take a breath

Last Tuesday, I stopped a bank robbery. Sort of. The robber tripped over my untied shoelace, hit his head on a planter, and I accidentally sat on him while trying to find my inhaler. The news called me "The Bumbling Guardian." My mom called me "grounded."

For one glorious second, I am flying. The city sparkles below me, a sea of headlights and possibilities. I am magnificent. I am unstoppable. I am—

The cat saunters over, looks down at me, and meows. It sounds suspiciously like laughter.