As the crowded airliner is about to take off, the peace
is shattered by a five-year-old boy who picks that
moment to throw a wild temper tantrum. No matter what
his frustrated, embarrassed mother does to try to calm
him down, the boy continues to scream furiously and
kick the seats around him.
Suddenly, from the rear of the plane, an elderly man in
the uniform of an Air Force General is seen slowly
walking forward up the aisle. Stopping the flustered
mother with an upraised hand, the white-haired,
courtly, soft-spoken General leans down and, motioning
toward his chest, whispers something into the boy's
ear.
Instantly, the boy calms down, gently takes his
mother's hand, and quietly fastens his seat belt. All
the other passengers burst into spontaneous applause.
As the General slowly makes his way back to his seat,
one of the cabin attendants touches his sleeve.
"Excuse me, General," she asks quietly, "but could I
ask you what magic words you used on that little boy?"
The old man smiles serenely and gently confides, "I
showed him my pilot's wings, service stars, and battle
ribbons, and explained that they entitle me to throw
one passenger out the plane door, on any flight I
choose." |
