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Dawn Reed Times Columnist

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I almost always carry paper and pen with me just in case something exciting happens. This is from a few weeks ago when we were on vacation.

The pilot just announced we are flying at 35,000 feet. I wish he wouldn’t do that. I always look out the window to see how far down that is. Pretty far. But the clouds look like whipped cream.

Flying isn’t my favorite. Whenever we are ready to take off, I always think about dying-for some reason. Then I remember that in the air I’m closer to Jesus. I take a breath and chew my gum harder.

My friend Seth loves to fly. He’s 11 and has been obsessed with planes since he was little. (He’s even been to aviation camp!) Mention any aircraft and he can spout off more info that Wikipedia.

When I get on board each plane, I look at the card in the seat that tells what kind of plane we’re on. Last year, we flew on an Airbus-Seth’s favorite. I couldn’t wait to tell him! Today, we are flying on an A320 EOW. I said it three times and poked my temple to help me remember to tell Seth. What on earth was an A320 EOW? My beloved said it was European. Yep. Sure as the world. It said on the back of the brochure that the final assembly was completed in France. (I hope that’s a good thing.)

Today, as the airplane backed away from the terminal, my stomach did that flippy thing it does when I’m nervous. The flight attendants showed us where the doors were and the emergency exits were. They reminded us that our seats were flotation devices and how to use the oxygen. None of this ever makes me feel good. I chew my gum harder.

We had only gone a few yards when we stopped. The captain came on the intercom and said we were having mechanical difficulty. We would be going back to the terminal. Suddenly, we could hear the sound of at least a dozen drills at the bottom of the plane. Holy Smokes! I hoped they got everything good and tight!

The drills stopped and it seemed we were ready to go. The captain came on the intercom AGAIN and said there were MORE mechanical problems. Whew! I’m glad somebody had checked and found it before we were in the air!

Fifty minutes later, we rolled slowly onto the tarmac. I got that flippy feeling in my stomach again as we increased speed.

Take off was smooth as glass. Now we are cruising at 35,000 feet. All of us just loaded up on snacks and cola. The goal now is to keep it all sucked in ‘til we land!

I thought of Seth and smiled. I had been alarmed about the airplane’s mechanical difficulties and was ready to disembark. I have no doubt he would have offered to get out and help fix the problem!

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