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In my village, I used to see airplanes on air. It puzzled me how people flew and how the machine made its way through the clouds. We sang for the plane jumping up and down in the dust until it fully disappeared. We thought they could see us from up there as we waved our tiny hands. I grew and met my light skinned guy. All plans happened and we wedded on 15th August. On the 16th August 2015, we boarded the plane for the very first time. We were going for honeymoon! I was not aware of what is allowed in the airport and what is not. I had my lotion, braid spray, body spray, sexy lingerie of different colors and the lubricating cream; I was set for my guy. My bag was private until I met the officers at the check points who proved me otherwise. It is a taboo to show off your inner wares and the lubricating cream which they did. At one point this sniffing security brown dog made way to our luggage. Shocks to us, most of those items were confiscated. They exceeded the weight required. We did not bother much as our goal was to step into the plane. I climbed the stairs smiling at everyone. I thought we were now a plane family where you get to bond and know everyone. I spotted a middle aged lady with her two children. They looked easy and collected. They must have used the plane as their daily mode of transport. We traced our seats and started to read the manuals. We saw beautiful girls who had red coats, blue head-cap-like and white neckerchief. The slim fit trousers brought out their curvaceous look so well. They had a mastery of the Queen’s English as they inquired if we needed anything. We learnt they were the air hostesses. Then we heard a masculine voice. The guy behind it sounded handsome to our ears. “Ladies and gentlemen, fasten your belts and switch off your phones. We are about to take off”. I heard them mention guidelines in case of an emergency. I deeply thought where people jump to in case of one. I started an inner prayer cancelling all demons on air and every terrorist living in the skies. My lips were moving as I whispered the prayer. Within a blink of an eye, we were on air. I did our father prayer. I promised God, if we arrived safely, I would sing a song of victory. I prayed for my unborn children and repented all sins including those of our ancestors. I did not want to leave a chance to anything. We were served with a drink. I cannot remember the taste. All my taste buds had died. I saw us cruising through the white-blue clouds. We hit several bumps. I kept on grabbing my husband’s shirt seeking for his support. The warm hug he kept giving calmed my heart. My mind chose to play me, "Ann, if you go to pee, do you know you will rain on someone on the ground?" I was pressed but how would I walk on the flying plane? What if the emergency happened when I was peeing? I would feel the pinch seeing the look the two kids gave me. They acted relaxed watching Disney Junior on their tablets. That look they gave me as I grabbed my hubby in fear tortured me. “Ladies and gentlemen, we are almost landing”, a warning was given. It was that short? Wait please!! Then I heard the bang, buuuummmmum, paragashapurupurupuruu. The plane touched the ground and was up again, ground and up. My tummy felt upside down. My head was rotating fast. I made a prayer again. “Father Lord, did I not promise you please? Let us not die before we enjoy our honeymoon”. As we alighted, I wondered how people walked out in a relaxed mode while I was all berserk. I faked a smile. It was a 45minute flight. The final hug relaxed me. We switched on our phones and took several photos together to capture the landing moment. It has remained one of my favorable moments on air.