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- Herausgeber: Gemma Open Door for Literacy
- Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
- Sprache: Englisch
On any given day, in any given city, countless people are arriving and departing...to visit grandma, to close a business deal, to hook up with a lover, to climb a mountain. Intrepid traveler Luis is trapped in flight delay and has many hours to see and hear and sense his fellow passengers. As he grows more invisible, the kinetic world around him takes on a life of its own. Where can all these people be going? Where in the world do we belong?Part of the prestigious Open Door Series, originally designed for adult literacy in Ireland, these books confirm the truth that a story doesn't have to be big to change our world. Airport is part of the US launch of Open Door books written by North American authors.
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WINGO PERSEUS
Airport
Wingo Perseus has traveled extensively in the footsteps of his father, a WWII flyer. His favorite airport is City in London, most dreaded is Frankfurt, and he misses the charm of the old Delta Marine Terminal at LaGuardia. Not the best flyer himself, Wingo now lives and works as a writer outside Boston. Airport is Wingo Perseus' second book.
First published by GemmaMedia in 2011.
GemmaMedia230 Commercial StreetBoston, MA 02109 USA
www.gemmamedia.com
© 2011 by Wingo PerseusAll rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles of reviews.
Printed in the United States of America
15 14 13 12 11 1 2 3 4 5
978-1-934848-52-4
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Cover by Night & Day Design
Inspired by the Irish series of books designed for adult literacy, Gemma Open Door Foundation provides fresh stories, new ideas and essential resources for young people and adults as they embrace the power of reading and the written word.
Brian BouldreyNorth American Series Editor
for Patrick
CONTENTS
One Check In
Two Security
Three Security Breach
Four The Bad News
Five Relocation Blues
Six The Waiting Game
Seven Secure the Area
Eight Time Passes
Nine Time, and Time Again
Ten Uniforms
Eleven Time Stops
Twelve Ready to Go
Thirteen Landing
ONE
Check In
The camera was perched on a down jacket. The jacket sat on a backpack. The backpack rested on a battered suitcase. He felt the rush of air as a five-year-old boy whizzed by just inches away, and in its wake, the shaky pile toppled to the floor in a heap. Luis shrugged as he continued to rearrange the money pack on his belt while fishing for his ID.
Checking in at a machine was easy, but it added a few steps to the task of getting your stuff to the plane's hold.
still, there was something good about doing it yourself, doing anything yourself, really. When traveling, doing it yourself kept you thinking you might actually be in charge of something. so much of air travel was out of your control: the lines, the constantly changing schedules, and all the people that surround you. You put yourself in the hands of fate, Luis thought, and then you just got through it.
The little boy's mother rushed to restack the luggage, breathlessly apologizing for the energy of her small charge, but Luis waved her off. “Not a problem.” He turned back to the machine.
All around him, dozens and dozens of people were starting their adventure. some were seasoned travelers, and some were new to the process.
“Reservation number? I don't have that. I wrote down the flight number, that's all.”
“Down at the bottom, see? It asks how many bags you are going to check.”
“Well of course, the dog counts as luggage.”
“The nerve. My Annabelle is not luggage.”
“Lady, it goes under the plane, in with the baggage, doesn't it?”
“And she is most definitely not an ‘it!' Heavens!”
“Fifteen bucks? Each? Next thing you know, they'll charge you for sitting on the inside of the dang plane.”
“This machine is not working. I'm sure I pushed the right buttons. Can I talk to a person?”
“Checking two bags all the way to Pocatello, then?”
Luis had been traveling since he didn't know when. As a boy, he flew with his parents to visit family on both coasts a lot. sometimes they went on vacation to foreign cities. They often went with Dad on business to countries as far away as Europe. More often, they accompanied him south of Luis' Texas home: Mexico, Guatemala, Costa Rica, Venezuela, Brazil.
In those days, he traveled in smarter clothes. He wore creased trousers and a sport jacket, a button down shirt and a tie that his mother fixed around his neck, standing behind him with his head resting against her waist. When the tie was just so, she would bend down to kiss the top of his head and declare the journey “will now commence. Master Luis is ready for flight.”
Flying was an event in those days, and people dressed up. stewardesses—that's what flight attendants were called—wore little hats, even in the plane, and gloves. If you were very good, or very lucky, or “so handsome, I could eat him,” they pinned junior wings on your lapel. Whoever brought you to the aerodrome—that's what his father called it—waved you off from the ground below the mobile staircase that rolled up to the open door. It was so very different today. You were separated almost immediately by miles of corridors and glass.
