7 Into the Wild Blue Yonder

CHAPTER 7 INTO THE WILD BLUE YONDER We're at a small airfield. Mrs. Green is standing by the first passenger plane ever made. It says BUILT BY THE WRONG BROTHERS on the side.

As we climb aboard, she hands each of us a parachute. I guess we're not going to the museum. We strap them on and try to sit in our seats. I feel like a camel.

PULL THAT ONE. Mr. Fenderbender puts on a pilot's cap with goggles and sits up front with Mrs. Green. They both try to figure out how to start the plane.

Meanwhile, Eric, the class clown, pretends to be the flight attendant and gives the safety instructions. "In case of the likely event of a water landing, your seat cushion can be used as a flotation unit." I look down. There is no seat cushion. This is definitely not first class. Doris asks what movie will be playing. "We're showing a bunch of selected shorts," Eric answers. He smiles and then reaches into his backpack and pulls out his underwear. "Gross!" we yell.

GROSS! YUCK!

Mr. Fenderbender guns the engine. We're all pressed back in our seats. "Happy landings," cackles Mrs. Green.