Fly Baboo
(Part 2)
As we arrived to the plane, I quickly realized that we were on a, lets say, “Recycled plane”. At first sight, you could begin to see my fear. Another woman ahead of me saw my face. I could see that we were both feeling the same way about the plane. When we got closer and began to walk onto the plane, I noticed two pieces of duck tape. Yes, that lovely silver tape that all men think can fix anything. There were two-piece on the body of the plane near the wings. I held tight to my locket that my mom gave me and prayed that one; it wasn’t where we were sitting and two, which we would land on the ground safely. (more…)
