People Talk All The Time

Getting on our plane was probably one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to, especially since my dad couldn’t come with us that day. December 8, 2010 was the day my family decided that moving to America would give me and my brother many more opportunities, keep in mind my parents hadn’t told us that we were moving to the US. I remember I had been hugging my dad saying goodbye to him and my mom had to come and grab me away from him. His face was through the window was the last thing I remember seeing before buckling my seat belt and laying down on my mother’s shoulder. Once we had landed my mother woke me up and said to me that I should help out with the luggage and the other belongings we had to take. The night went by probably faster than

On the night of May 23rd, 2015, a 15-year-old boy walked home from a party. He was so intoxicated, that he didn’t know where he was going. The boy wandered onto Outer Ring Road and he fell into a pothole. The pothole was so deep, that the 15-year-old ended up in China. On May 28th, the boy returned home.

I just got off the plane. YAY! There she is. It’s Aunt Lindsay. “I’m so happy to see you!”I exclaimed. “I’m so happy to see you too.Are you ready to go?”Aunt Lindsay Beamed. “Of course!”I answered.Now that we have picked up Baby Brooks and

As soon as the door opened, the heat hit me. It was like putting a hot iron in front of my face. But it felt even worse as there was a slight wind which pushed the heat towards me. My body was surrounded in a blanket of heat and I even started to sweat slightly. My uncle told me to wait by the lift as he went to collect the car so I wouldn’t have to walk as far and drag my suitcase along. While I waited, I took time to look around at the surroundings. I could see mountains which stretched towards the clouds and the airport behind me. There were a vast number of people walking around from their flight looking drowsy and with no energy. The frequent red double-decker bus also came and a few planes flew above my head. I didn’t even have to look, but I could hear the planes departing and arriving. The planes all looked the same in the sky, big and white with some sort of logo. During the wait, I took a few steps to take away the cramp. Although I had trainers on, I could feel and see that the floor was new. The concrete looked

My family and I decided to go on a trip to China for this winter break. The flight is extremely long, about 20 hours and you have to stop on the way. We landed in Xi’an, China and went straight to the hotel, which was very close by. We went for one main reason, to learn about the Han Dynasty and we figured that Xi’an was the best place to go since it was the capitol.

It was 7:00 am on a summer morning and I was still in a daze after just being woken up. Today was to the day that I was going to see my sister and as soon as I made sure I had everything, I headed out. My sister lived far and instead of wasting gas to drive, I was going to fly. I was on my way to the airport with my mom and grandma and as we got closer, my heart began to race with fear and anticipation. It wasn’t because I was afraid of flying, because I actually loved it. I loved the way fields looked like worn quilts from so high above. However this time was different, because on this trip, my family would not be accompanying me and I would be flying alone.

T’was the nigh before thanksgiving break, and all through the dorms, not a freshman was stirring because all had already left. The alarm clock went off at four thirty the next morning and like a flash bulb memory, I was 4 years old, being woken up by my parents at the crack of dawn to catch an early flight to fly to Canada. I don’t know why this memory has lasted, perhaps my first time to Canada? My extreme love of flying? Whatever it was, even at that age I remember very specific details about that trip, from what the airport looked like to what color hair the person who taught me to ski had -He was blond and had a very strong accent. During my travels home for break, my flight to Chicago was delayed over five hours in Denver because Chicago

The first stop was Shanghai airport for two hours. More passages were on board. When the plane took out again, there were tears in Jia’s eye because he knew this time he had to said goodbye to China. After over 10 hours flight, the airplane landed again at Anchorage airport in Alaska. It was very dark outside. He did not have a chance to see much about

On March 20, 2011, my family and I moved to America after our immigration documents were processed. Immediately before the departure back in Vietnam, I was about 12 years old, back then I had never boarded a plane, and it was my desire travel by plane when I grow up. Come the day of traveling and while at the airport standing next to a window a saw what seemed like a colossal bird approaching, moving closer I realized it was a plane touching down. It was so huge; it was my first time to set my eyes on a plane close to me, the aircraft was very slim and painted blue with a very eye-catching look. It had two wings when it flew the wing of the plane opened like a bird ready to pounce on unsuspecting prey. The tail of the aircraft had a tiny fan to help it move back and forth. The two sides of the aircraft had two things like the rockets with colorful flashing lights. Moreover, the head of the plane was designed to look like a bird's head to help it fly faster. After a while, still staring at the plane the receptionist was so smart, and so welcoming. Announcements could be heard from all corners at the passengers waiting launch “Welcome to Asiana Airlines, Flight number NTPL98 is now processing, all customers please report to gate 412”

“Passport please,” I heard the woman say boarding me onto the plane. I was on my way to Japan, so excited as I took my first step onto this giant piece of metal the size of Indiana. As I walked through the isle on the plane, I found my seat right next to my best friend, Olivia. As we get comfortable; music in our ears, and playing card games, the pilot gets on the speakers and says it is ready for take off. The anticipation of seeing this beautiful country and joy of being able to go there and help people was such a blessing, I was beyond excited. Suddenly I found myself gripping my seats and and huge thud, we had landed in Tokyo, Japan.

As soon as he was close enough, he took up your offered hug. The last time he'd seen you was years ago, only a few months after his mother passed away. You'd recently started helping an old woman who sold candies and bread. Miriam had come home one day with a handful of candies to share, and the next day Alibaba took it upon himself to find and thank you. “Where's Grandmother?” Grandmother is what you always called the elderly lady you worked for. Neither of you had ever been given another name to call her, so you both never questioned it.

After the short drive to our terminal, we wait for my other classmates to arrive. After waiting what seemed like years, the group was all there. Mrs. Nick, my instructor, was her usual fun-loving self; which of course meant that she had to take photos of all of us together. She was so excited for the trip. To her, it didn’t matter if it was 6:00 in the morning, yet I was really nervous since I had never been on a plane before. Waiting for the plane to take off, flashes of Final Destination popped into my head.

I was so Flabbergasted by this trip I hugged them ran up stairs and threw clothing in a suitcase. Then my brother came in and I told him the good news he was so excited he hugged me and jumped up and down. The next morning we boarded the plane and were squashed between a family of asians in only less than a day we’d be in china. Before I knew it we reached Beijing the city bustling with people and towering buildings. The next day we’d travel to northern china then a bus to the great wall.

It was the night before leaving Canada and flying over to the Philippines. the Philippines and Hong Kong are considered my “home”. I haven’t visit there for four years, I said to myself “ Tomorrow will be the biggest change in my whole life.” When I woke up in the morning inside the airplane, I saw the sun shining in my eyes as the airplane landed at the airport. When I stepped out of the plane, I saw the fresh, green and the muddy land of Philippines. The feeling of arriving to the airport is unbelievable and amazing at the same time. I saw my loving grandma and my awesome uncle. They greeted me and my family with a warm and gentle hug. My grandma cried with happiness. It took a lengthy five hour drive back to Flora where my family lives.

I woke up from my nap when I felt a light tap on my shoulder by my brother, Alex. He told me that it was time for the plane to begin its descent so I gathered my belongings and adjusted my seat until it was upright. As the airplane began to descend, I was filled with excitement and enthusiasm. I could feel so much energy rush through my veins as my ears popped and I finally heard the flight attendant say, “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Singapore Changi Airport!”