This US Airways flight 250 readies for take-off. The exact time as I scribble on a burp bag is 6:55 am. No electronic device is allowed until the plane is airborne. That explains the burp bag. This is the burp bag blogger seated on F by the window. F stands for falcon which pho-eating Asians pronounce as Pha Khin.
Pha Khin burp bag blogger seated on F by the window scribbling on a burp bag!
More pho, Djeline?
I am about to rip the burp bag so I have more space to scribble on. The marks made by a chicken looking for stray grains on the ground would look better than my scribbling.
Pubic address (PA) says we are almost at Phoenix. Pardon my scribbling, I meant public. How can pubic be public? I could hear Ka Orly's favorite reply to my constant queries when I was still his student: "That remains to be seen!"
Ka Orly was my professor in community organizing at Asian Social Institute in Manila. He is now a peace worker on Afghanistan. I was brimming with pride when I learned about his work when I tracked him at Facebook. May he live long and thrive as I hope every peace worker in Afghanistan should.
I just ripped the burp bag so I could scribble on the other side of the durable paper that burp bags are made of. My scribblings now look as good as then scratches made by chicken as they looked for treats of worms and stray grains on the ground. Funny how scenarios from my rural origins in the Thrid World come up alongside the cosmopolitan facade of fellow passengers in this US Airways flight 250 bound for Philadelphia.
2 comments:
your blog is the best find for me! you are candid and hilarious. Keep it up, Glorieux.
Thanks Thelma, you're so kind:))
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