My First Plane Ride: A Lesson in Mildness

Dear friends, today I’d like to share a story from my youth, a tale that taught me the value of mildness. It’s a story about my first plane ride, an experience that was as thrilling as it was enlightening.

The Excitement of the Unknown

It was the summer of ’62, and I was about to embark on my first-ever plane ride. The anticipation was palpable, my heart was pounding like a drum, and my palms were sweaty. I was a bundle of nerves, excitement, and fear of the unknown.

The Turbulence

As the plane took off, I felt a rush of adrenaline. But soon, we hit turbulence. The plane shook, and my heart pounded even harder. I gripped the armrests, my knuckles white. I was sure we were going down.

The Calm in the Storm

But then, I noticed the flight attendant. Amidst the chaos, she was a picture of calm. She moved through the cabin with a mildness that was almost surreal. Her demeanor was soothing, her actions measured and deliberate. She was a beacon of tranquility in the storm.

The Lesson Learned

That day, I learned a valuable lesson. In the face of adversity, it’s not the loudest or the most forceful who prevail, but those who remain calm and composed. Mildness, my friends, is not a weakness, but a strength. It’s the ability to remain unflustered in the face of adversity, to maintain your composure when all around you are losing theirs.

Embrace Mildness

So, the next time you find yourself in a turbulent situation, remember the flight attendant on my first plane ride. Embrace mildness. Stay calm, composed, and focused. You’ll find that not only will you weather the storm, but you’ll also inspire others to do the same.

Until next time, remember: life is a journey, not a destination. So, buckle up, enjoy the ride, and always keep learning.

Yours in wisdom,

Kev