Flight occupies 1 shelf place. (28rd Mar 04)
I wish I could fly. Flight is such a fantasy. The joy of soaring above everything and everyone else has got to be unbeatable.
Remember when you were young and the Youth Flying Club sent a newsletter of such inviting membership? My dad said then it was too far to go for something so irrelavant and silly. I agreed too it was far. Dad could also possibly have snorted, "Oh ah-boy, you think they'll let you fly a plane?"
Convincing myself that all one would ever do there was to build model air-planes, collect flight magazines (Tailored to sucker children. You know the kind, "every month a different model featured!!"), and if we were lucky, a trip out to the flight line to touch a real trainer and whiff JP fumes.
I consoled myself that I wasn't missing anything. Only maybe to be able to learn flying one day, surely a youth flying club member had more 'right' to learn flying compared to a nobody. Aye?
While I wished to fly, my sis wished to ride. She had the notion of learning horse riding one time so very long ago. Why these two siblings have such desires is just in the blood I guess. Who from? I have no idea. Dad is strictly practical. "Horse Riding? Where? For what? Where in Singapore are you going to ride a horse?!" "It's too expensive. And not practical."
Expensive to fly I agree. But one can still dream. What do I dream? Hmm.
1) A Flight License.
2) Own ONE sea-plane (four-seater max) painted as the Singapore Flag. Red White complete with crescent and stars. Like the Black Knights (Singapore's aerobatic flight team) 'cos I am so knn patriotic.
3) Own ONE (open-cockpit, two seater) bi-plane. Painted in bright colours with bombastic body art. Maybe a Jolly Rogers on the tail rudder. Gawd! I saw a yellow bi-plane flew overhead a couple of months ago!! Damn Aus is a great place.
Big dreams, anyone with lobang?
Remember when you were young and the Youth Flying Club sent a newsletter of such inviting membership? My dad said then it was too far to go for something so irrelavant and silly. I agreed too it was far. Dad could also possibly have snorted, "Oh ah-boy, you think they'll let you fly a plane?"
Convincing myself that all one would ever do there was to build model air-planes, collect flight magazines (Tailored to sucker children. You know the kind, "every month a different model featured!!"), and if we were lucky, a trip out to the flight line to touch a real trainer and whiff JP fumes.
I consoled myself that I wasn't missing anything. Only maybe to be able to learn flying one day, surely a youth flying club member had more 'right' to learn flying compared to a nobody. Aye?
While I wished to fly, my sis wished to ride. She had the notion of learning horse riding one time so very long ago. Why these two siblings have such desires is just in the blood I guess. Who from? I have no idea. Dad is strictly practical. "Horse Riding? Where? For what? Where in Singapore are you going to ride a horse?!" "It's too expensive. And not practical."
Expensive to fly I agree. But one can still dream. What do I dream? Hmm.
1) A Flight License.
2) Own ONE sea-plane (four-seater max) painted as the Singapore Flag. Red White complete with crescent and stars. Like the Black Knights (Singapore's aerobatic flight team) 'cos I am so knn patriotic.
3) Own ONE (open-cockpit, two seater) bi-plane. Painted in bright colours with bombastic body art. Maybe a Jolly Rogers on the tail rudder. Gawd! I saw a yellow bi-plane flew overhead a couple of months ago!! Damn Aus is a great place.
Big dreams, anyone with lobang?
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