Friday 27 January 2012

9pm. Kid looks up at the enormous machine he now knows as a plane. Funny, he thought people rode on the top of planes like he read in those books, not too different from say, a flying carpet.

9.30pm. Big sister on the plane performs a wonderful charade of things falling from the sky in bright yellow costumes with so many interesting gadgets. wants to touch and play with some of them, but am firmly locked in place by mum. Looks expectantly at mum to be released.

9.45pm. Lights dimmed. Sensation of being thrown backwards. Loud noises coming from unknown sources. Cries for faith.

9.50pm. Wonderful display of lights out of the window. small cars seems to be moving on small roads, whose's toys are these? stops crying. Wonders how is it that i am flying.

9.55pm. Wonders too much about how am i flying. Lost faith in magic for a moment. Plane jerks. Scared. Cries. Concludes planes flies on faith.

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