Twa’s past 10:00 in the morning when we heard the sound of an engine started to roar like a sound of a roaring motorcycle, then we heard an announcement from the flight stewardess in charge to fasten our seat belts and give further instructions on the basic things to do while on board a plane and in cases of emergency. And as I peeped through the window, I can feel the jerking of the airplane as it started to moved onward the straight lines on the street, until I saw the wheels are no longer touching the ground. We are now flying towards an endless horizon. It seemed like I was flying high with no destination. I have traveled near and far but all those travels I have, the means of transportation is either by cars, jeepney, train, tricycle or ship. And for the first time I’ll be flying high via an airplane. And twa’s in this travel that I have so many first time experiences. And as the plane getting higher to the sky, I closed my eyes for a moment as I whispered a prayer for God to keep us safe until we reached our destination.
There was this nostalgic and ambivalent feelings I have. I am going home to my birthplace for the first time after 10 years. Twa’s also my first time to spend christmas away from my kids after 24 solid years being always together on christmas holidays. T’was the first time that they celebrated christmas without me.\That’s the mixed emotions I have during those time, and I can’t help not to be misty eyed. As we were flying above sea level, I tried to peeped outside and I was caught in awed with the beautiful scenery outside my window. They were just beautiful to see. I wondered how God created such a perfect site, a canvass that you can hardly see the imperfection of the beautiful blue sky, the river below, the green rice fields, the deep blue sea, some small islands and mountains that looks so green and so lovely curved like an ice cream cone or a triangle. Until such time that I can no longer see any island or rivers or mountains and hills. And I realized that we were above the cotton like clouds, the white cumulus clouds that looks like a white cotton balls hanging up in the air. I wondered how it hangs there with no strings or something holding on it, yet, they are hanging beautifully and swaying like there’s music in the air to make them fly freely as the wind blows and billowing in the empty space. I wondered how the magical hand of the creator keeps holding it and maintain the alignment that they don’t bumped each other. I was wonder-strucked being on top of the world, an amazing feelings that you’re on top of everything of God’s creation, the wondrous work of arts, where only the Almighty God can create such fantastic canvas.
For the first time in my life I saw all these scenery above sea level. Wish I am a writer or a poet to write something out of this awesome site. Wish I am a painter to paint the lovely greenish
`mountains, the deep blue sea and the stillness of the ocean down there. The birds that fly so high trying to reach the velvety sky. But I’m no poet nor a writer or a painter, I’m just simply me who appreciates all His wonderful work of arts. I thought I was only in deep sleep, dreaming the wonderland... but I was not... I was very much awake because in a little while I heard the man announcing, "This is Capt.Superficial, your captain in-charge.In few minutes we will be arriving to our destinations and we are 1, 000 ft. above sea level and 100 miles away from the airport." And that’s what awaken my wild imaginations and made me aware that everything are real.
I was stunned as I realized my tears falling down, I can’t believe it, after all these years I’ll be back home. I missed my sisters... I missed my brothers... and all people that’s been part of my childhood days. I wondered if they still remember me or are they still alive? I wondered... just wondered. Then, I tried to wiped away those tears in my eyes, as I noticed the gentleman besides me was already looking at me. I just ignored those looks and pretended to be sleeping but see to it that I wasn’t snoring.
Half an hour after, the flight attendant is giving the final instructions as we were approaching for the landing of the airplane in airport. As I tried to peeped again outside the window, I felt the sudden change of the speed of the airplane and a little bit jerking again. A rainbow reflections on the water makes it more colorful as the wheel of the airplane almost touched down the sea water, as twa’s about to make its landing in the airport near the sea. I saw some small boats and blue flags aligning on the water. We were now touching grounds and the melancholic and nostalgic feelings was still there. But the realization that we landed safely is something to thank God again for the safe arrival. The first flight was over and I’ll be meeting my folks back home.