Soar high

SOAR

I remembered when I was a child, I always like planes. Whenever my parents brought me to Changi Village to pay my cousin and auntie a visit, I will always anticipate to see the planes soaring high above me. I will never forget the kind of anticipation and excitement.

When I was 3, my dream of taking a plane came true. That was my first flight and it was to Hong Kong. And it was my best flight. I can still remember the aeroplane model I got from the cabin crew as a gift. When I grew older, my cousin got a job as an air stewardress. That is when I started to get curious about the life of a cabin crew. I love travelling and I envy the life of a cabin crew. Having the chance to see the world, meet different people and experience the different cultures. Then I told myself, I want to be a cabin crew too.

Being to terminal 3 today, I reminsce my childhood days and the little dream i once had. I had tried before and I had failed before. And I told myself that, I will keep on trying and be stronger each time. Though I had also thought of other jobs that I would like to try but, this one is a very challenging one. The chances of getting in is low but i would like to challenge that.

This is the week I am getting myself prepared, both physically and mentally. I shall not let any other things affect me. Saturday is the day. I will work hard. And I want to soar. =)