Au ciel

“My head’s stuck in the clouds, she begs me to come down, says ‘Boy, quit fooling around’. I told her, I love the view from up here…” 


I still remember my first flight. I was 13 years old, and going to Walt Disney World for the first time. Childlike fascination overtook me, and I was in awe of the fact that we were high enough to be amongst clouds. Although I knew I couldn’t technically walk on clouds, I imagined being like Superman, getting to fly through and around them. From that moment, I knew I would always love flying.

Almost 20 years later, I still enjoy flying; in fact, flying is now my bread and butter. I learned in a very short space of time that there’s much more to it than simply punching a hole in the sky. There are many hands that help people go from one place to another, long checklists, and a lot of communications that must go back and forth. And paperwork. LOTS of paperwork. My office might be in the sky, but we still kill trees just as much as any corporation does. Trust me on that one.

The days are long and trying, but I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. It’s a pleasure when I don’t have to work a flight, and can catch a ride from one place to another. If I’m lucky, I’m assigned a window seat. I settle myself, fasten that seatbelt, and look eagerly out. When the “crosswalk” appears on the ground, the engines rev up and that aircraft barrels down the runway until it lifts off into the sky, I’m suddenly 13 again. That same excitement is there, and I hope it will never be lost on me.

I was always a sky girl, and now I have the job to prove it.


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