“When we got on the jumbo jet that was flying us to Amsterdam, I was surprised by its size. Each row was ten seats across, and I couldn’t see where the rows ended. “Mommy, this is as big as a ship, isn’t it?” I asked softly. “It is,” Mommy said. “Seema, are we going to sail on a ship through the sky?” Mela asked. A few passengers around us laughed. I didn’t answer. “Is this a ship that sails through the sky?” Mela asked again. “It is,” I whispered. It was after midnight when the plane took off. ...Mommy, Pappa, and Mela fell asleep, but I kept wiggling in my seat. The main cabin lights were turned off and no one talked. In the plane my mind tossed back and forth like a Ping-Pong ball between India and America. Not long ago, Iowa City had seemed like a place in a story. Soon, I was going to be in that story, and I wondered how long it would take before my home town, Vishanagar, would begin to feel like a fairy tale. America was everything I’d heard it would be, and yet nothing could have prepared me for America.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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