{November 2, 2013}
One Flew Over The Blog’s Nest.
I will tell you this, there is nothing more frustrating as you try to convince a non- English speaking pregnant passenger: “That everything will be just fine”, while racing through the cabin pulling pins on secured O2 canisters and finding them all empty. Nothing. Particularly since I had reserved one for myself. Nothing cures a hangover like a little fresh air….
It wasn’t my fault I lacked proficiency in that language. I was 19 and a half and had four years of an accredited language to my credentials. German. It was very difficult trying to utilize my German speaking talent on a plane full of Puerto Rican’s flying into Miami, however, I did happen across a situation where my Bravarian skills came in handy. There was an unattended child on the aircraft flying from the Islands to New York and he only spoke German. The head Flight Attendant asked if any crew member was fluent in the little Liebchen’s language, so naturally I jumped at the chance to show off the “A+” I received from my high school German teacher; Freuline Heidleberg. I gave her that title based on all her anecdotal stories about the local Hofrbrauhaus’ she encountered while traveling abroad. Not to mention her breath wreaked of Brew-ha-ha during class time.
It was later I learned that Brunhilde in German meant, Ready For Battle. It was then decided I would notoriously autographed all my homework with my new moniker: ” xoxo HILDY”.
{June 20, 2012}
So You Think You Can Fly… (part 1)