The title of the book A Roller Coaster Ride is Short comes from a poem Laura wrote when she was only thirteen years old called: The Roller Coaster Ride.
The Roller Coaster Ride
by Laura Genender
Everyone dreams of flying. It is normal.
But I have flown with the eagles, soared at their side.
And I did it all strapped into a seat of a roller coaster.
It was my class trip. We went to Universal Studios and I had the most fun ever.
We rode the rides, ate the food, did the do . . .
but nothing, nothing compared to the glory of the Hulk.
It was wonderful. I was flying. I was in the sky.
I was floating off my seat.
I was doing loops and diving at the water and going under bridges.
I was stopping, starting, stopping, starting.
And then it was over.
I guess life is like a roller coaster.
It goes fast, doing relapses and loops.
It dives down and jumps up, goes under and over.
It stops, it starts, it stops, it starts.
And then it is over.
I was flying. I was living. I will never forget that.
And I will never forget that no matter what,
there is one roller coaster around me, always.
It is life. I close my eyes, let the wind blow through my hair, and I am once
again doing loops and diving at the water and going under bridges.
And I am stopping, starting, stopping, starting.
But I know to savor it all now, because a roller coaster ride is short.