People Who Clap On Planes
A poem
Are my favorite kind of people. I’d like to think that they are the sort
of folks who also clap when the church choir finishes a song, and that they are the ones who wave flags at parades, and that they are the kinds of people who will always find an excuse to have a party with a theme, of course. Some may say it’s silly to applaud a pilot for landing on the ground because the alternative is something we don’t dare think about — but it’s not silly. It’s kind. It’s hopeful. It’s a reminder to all the passengers about how miraculous this journey is, that we just took a ride in a tin can 30,000 feet off the ground and took a good hard look at the clouds that whiz by our head daily, and then came back to earth without a hair harmed on our head. Such a feat is wild. Such a feat is a testament to human innovation. Such a feat deserves an applause.
