The plane is coming – its gliding, its landing! Or maybe its taking off, because it’s tail is lower than its nose. Steen says he did a trick with a plane on his 16th birthday. Who’s the pilot? ‘My dog!’ says Steen. The pilot’s name is Tom, we decide, and so Steen’s dog must be the co-pilot. Those are the Rockies behind the plane, next to Springbank Airport where Michele grew up. The plane might flip over and roll, says Karl. It happened to a friend of mine, says Steen. He says there are radical places you shouldn’t fly – you might fly into a dark hole and come out the other side in a valley surrounded by trees.
The plane is coming from Radium in BC, where there have been forest fires. These fires happen in free air, they just come at you out of nowhere so you gotta be on your toes. Just looking at it makes your heart bounce, says Steen. Sparky the co-pilot is looking out the window thinking: “What am I doing here?!” He’s in the fire pit now – a burned Weiner – all ready with the sticks. Karl says Sparky is a great name for a dog.
We think it’s a bumpy ride on the plane, both noisy and quiet. The engine is noisy because it’s an older model says Michele but being alone with a dog, it’s quiet. And the dog definitely wants out because it’s a long way down…
Who’s waiting for them when they land? Could be Sonia, because it’s Tom who’s piloting. And a friend too. Another dog is waiting, we think, but Sparky’s already jumped out!
~ Tom, Karl, Michele, Sylvia, and Steen (South Health Campus, Calgary, AB, Canada)