As for me? Guess what I’d want to be? I’d love to be a pair of running shoes. That way, I could get out of my wheelchair and run with the wind in my hair and the sun on my face and I wouldn’t even care if it was cold outside. 

Well, I suppose my brotherBenny and my sister Ahuva remembered the conversation we had about which shoe we wish we could be, because they came to me recently with a really exciting present, and it wasn’t even Chanukah.

 “What’s inside?” I asked after they placed the gift-wrapped package on my lap. “Just open it,” they said. And so I did. Inside was a pair of Nike Air running shoes. They were black with a silver racing stripe and neon green laces. They looked like lightning in a shoe. I loved them.Benny put them on my feet and I wheeledT.J. over to the mirror. They looked awesome.