It’s been a while since I last saw her. All the way to my hometown, I think about meeting her. I travel through half the world—past oceans and continents, the fast-food smell of airports; the noisy crowds; the never-ending lines—and arrive at the air of my country, and the old familiar sunshine, which is so …
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My First Flight
I was born in 1975 in the village of Gulmazor (translated as Flower Village from my native language, Tajik), in Tajikistan. I want to tell you about one interesting day of my life: After graduating from university, I went through interviews to become a flight attendant. I took special courses for more than two months, …