METAMORPHOSIS
Enough said.
Friday, March 31, 2006
Friday, March 03, 2006
flight_spontan
FLIGHT.
The moment my teacher wrote this word on the whiteboard, it made me recall about the Bermuda Triangle. The commotion started when five navy planes, Flight 19 vanished to thin air at this particular place called Bermuda Triangle. It also known as the Devil's Triangle. It is a triangular area in the Atlantic Ocean bounded roughly at its points by Miami, Bermuda, and Puerto Rico. And this a reason why I am very fearful of flights.
Moreover, I heard about a case of a terrorist hijacking a plane before. Not a few, but lots of them. Including the SQ tragedy. The plane is named SQ something something. I don't know and I forgot. I know I am going to be on a plane by hook or by crook. I am very sure
Flight.
You must get it right.
Or it will ignite.
Better study it tonight.
Or the plane starts to bite.
Hah, I did a very lame poem, can you imagine that? Out of boredom, of course.
The dream of flight goes back to the days of pre-history. Many stories from antiquity (ancient times) involve flight, such as the legend of Icarus (A greek man). Leonardo da Vinci drew an aircraft in the 15th century. With the first flight made by man, named Francois Pilatre de Rozier and Francois d'Arlandes in an aircraft lighter than air, a balloon, the biggest challenge became to create other craft, capable of controlled flight. Cool huh? We always thought that aeroplanes was a modern flair, but it turned out that man had thought of it from the ancient times.
But I still insist that I am very formidable of heights and flights. Right now, I am hoping that there will be a new invention of a kind of transportation that will neither be travelling high up in the sky nor on the surface of the ocean. How I wish it could happen. Haiz.
The moment my teacher wrote this word on the whiteboard, it made me recall about the Bermuda Triangle. The commotion started when five navy planes, Flight 19 vanished to thin air at this particular place called Bermuda Triangle. It also known as the Devil's Triangle. It is a triangular area in the Atlantic Ocean bounded roughly at its points by Miami, Bermuda, and Puerto Rico. And this a reason why I am very fearful of flights.
Moreover, I heard about a case of a terrorist hijacking a plane before. Not a few, but lots of them. Including the SQ tragedy. The plane is named SQ something something. I don't know and I forgot. I know I am going to be on a plane by hook or by crook. I am very sure
Flight.
You must get it right.
Or it will ignite.
Better study it tonight.
Or the plane starts to bite.
Hah, I did a very lame poem, can you imagine that? Out of boredom, of course.
The dream of flight goes back to the days of pre-history. Many stories from antiquity (ancient times) involve flight, such as the legend of Icarus (A greek man). Leonardo da Vinci drew an aircraft in the 15th century. With the first flight made by man, named Francois Pilatre de Rozier and Francois d'Arlandes in an aircraft lighter than air, a balloon, the biggest challenge became to create other craft, capable of controlled flight. Cool huh? We always thought that aeroplanes was a modern flair, but it turned out that man had thought of it from the ancient times.
But I still insist that I am very formidable of heights and flights. Right now, I am hoping that there will be a new invention of a kind of transportation that will neither be travelling high up in the sky nor on the surface of the ocean. How I wish it could happen. Haiz.
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