Life makes you think
Dec. 1st, 2003 03:10 pmI went down to visitt my dad for Thanksgiving. My dad flies so he decided to take my brother and I up in one of the small little planes on the airfeild near where he works.
I had a BAD gut feeling about this airplane. It had a lot of things wrong with it. None of them were anything to worry about, but there were just too many of them. I just had THE WORST gut feeling about going up in this thing. I'm not a nervous flyer either. I love planes, but this thing was BAD. I KNEW this thing was NOT safe.
We were on the ground getting ready for the take off and I had no idea what to say or what to do. How could I tell them what my hunch was? Or say they shouldn't go up on a hunch? Or get out on a hunch? Could I stay on the ground and let them go up, when I knew it wasn't safe? If I was wrong, I'd never hear the end of it. If I was right, I couldn't live with myself. I stayed on the plane, not knowing what to say or do.
Well, the plane never got off the ground. The moter wouldn't spark the propeller. While my dad was pumping it and it wouldn't spark, I just felt so much relief.
I felt protected. Something kept us on the ground.
I know it.
It's funny when life shows you things.
I had a BAD gut feeling about this airplane. It had a lot of things wrong with it. None of them were anything to worry about, but there were just too many of them. I just had THE WORST gut feeling about going up in this thing. I'm not a nervous flyer either. I love planes, but this thing was BAD. I KNEW this thing was NOT safe.
We were on the ground getting ready for the take off and I had no idea what to say or what to do. How could I tell them what my hunch was? Or say they shouldn't go up on a hunch? Or get out on a hunch? Could I stay on the ground and let them go up, when I knew it wasn't safe? If I was wrong, I'd never hear the end of it. If I was right, I couldn't live with myself. I stayed on the plane, not knowing what to say or do.
Well, the plane never got off the ground. The moter wouldn't spark the propeller. While my dad was pumping it and it wouldn't spark, I just felt so much relief.
I felt protected. Something kept us on the ground.
I know it.
It's funny when life shows you things.