Blue Jasmine
“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.MoreLess
“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.MoreLess
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