My First Flight

“Jada get up, you can sleep in the car,” my dad exclaimed.

“Shut off the light!” I hollered back.

“No get up,” my brother said as he came into my room and yanked the blanket off me.

“Fine and what time is it?” I asked

“It’s 4 am,” said my brother.

I didn’t want to get up because I was tired, but I knew I had to.  Today was the day I was going to Florida on a plane, which I had never been on before.  I was siked and nervous at the same time I thought to myself how could this be.  The reason I was traveling to Florida towards the end of the school year was because my grandma who has many lung and breathing problems goes down to Florida for the winter, because it is hard for her to breath in cold air.  My grandma goes up every year but this one time she got sick. When my grandma gets a cold it’s very hard for her to breath.  This cold was very serious she had to be hospitalized.  

Since its my moms mom mostly everyone went up there to see her on my mom’s side, except for a few people.  They flew in to help her  because she became very weak and couldn’t even stand, she had a wheelchair.  My grandma couldn’t walk and they weren’t sure if she was going to come home.   I got ready to and we were out the door.  It was 4.30 in the morning now and if was fully awake, eating a apple, in my car, fresh with that “new-car smell”. 

We arrived at the airport around 7:00 and we checked in. We went through bagging and then went through security.  As I walked through the belt I knew I was about to cry my dad wasn’t coming on the plane with us. I thought what if I die? Will I ever see him again?  Is this the end of my life? I didn’t know what to think as I waved goodbye to my dad.  When I couldn’t see him anymore I started to cry as I yelled to my mom,

“ Why can’t dad come with us!” I asked

“ If you don’t want to come then go back and go home with him! He has work,”   My mom explained.

“ No I want to go!” I said.

I got onto the plane and I was nervous I found my row and sat down sitting in the middle of both my brothers.  After a while everyone starting getting into their seats as they started to talk over the speaker.  After they were done explaining, the plane started to move. This is it , I thought! We started to move really, really fast, As we rose up into the air, I realized that I wasn’t afraid anymore.  We ordered a few drinks, took pictures, and listened to music for the whole flight. Flying in a plane wasn’t as bad as I imagined it, it felt the same as driving in a car.   

When our plane landed I was relieved.  We found our bags and went outside to find my grandpa sitting in the car waiting for us.  We loaded our bags into the car and started driving.  I was amazed at everything I saw and how warm it was outside.  My favorite part was seeing all the palm trees.  Then we pulled up to the house; I hadn’t seen it since I was 8 years old.  I remembered a lot of old memories as I was the first person to run into the house screaming,

“ NANNY!”   

My grandma was so happy to see us that she started to cry.  She had looked very bruised and was sitting in the dark.  I then felt bad, I did everything i could to make her feel and get back to her normal self.  I knew my grandma couldn’t be babied she needed to do some things on her own.  By the end of the week I had stayed there.  My grandma had went through a lot. My grandma came home to New York about a month later, after she recuperated some more.  I love her so much, I never want to see her in pain again.