|Letters From Home
Author: Sharon Kerr-Bullian PM
1917: Kieran Cole, the son of a Navy Captain, joined the Royal Navy just days ago, and being brave enough to try his hand at flying, is assigned to the RNAS. Letters From Home tells his story, written by his hand. Rated M for later letters.Rated: Fiction M - English - Chapters: 4 - Words: 1,412 - Published: 04-26-12 - id: 3017067
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I arrived at Flight School yesterday. The classroom lesson absolutely flew by. I was feeling rather confident about flying. Going up in the airplane, a XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX, was an experience both exhilarating and terrifying. After we'd gone a short distance, the instructor, XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX told me to be ready to take the controls.
Well, father, I believe a quote from the bible eloquently describes what happened today - "pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall."
The instructor gave me control of the plane, and quicker than I could think, I lost control of the plane and put it directly into the trees. The classroom lesson may have flown by, but my plane sure didn't.
My instructor and I were both very fortunate not to be badly injured; a few bumps and bruises, a few stitches in my forehead, and feeling a tad shaken, but otherwise well. The plane was little more than a pile of scrap though. To say my instructor was not pleased would be quite the understatement. I suspect I may now hold the school's record for the fastest flight into terrain. When I said I wanted to make a name for myself as a pilot, this is not quite what I had in mind. I know you will be disappointed, and I am truly sorry for that.
I think we can both agree that mother need not hear about the crash. Perhaps it would be wise only to tell her that flying is trickier than I had expected?