From the day I have received mine and my batchies 'wings' to fly, to ditching in Dubai, to operating my first flight (two observation flights), first solo flight and first layover later - the feeling of getting high and floating mid air still lingers. I've been a very busy bee this past week alone and I feel that this time should be allotted to express and share my stories!
As the month of July came to a close, it was the opening of a whole new chapter of our lives! We made it. We had our Wings Day, our Graduation Day from training for that matter. It was the culmination of all the hard work - physically, mentally, emotionally, practical and written exams - we've put through out the training. We've earned our licenses, pins and name badges engraved in a gold metal plate next to Oscar (the Oryx). Our trainee days may be over, but the learning never stops!
We had a few speeches throughout the day which reminded us of our responsibilities/duties we were trained for, how we should uphold being part of this bigger family, how we should be proud every time we wear our uniforms. To think that for every 3,000 applicants on a recruitment day, only 50 goes on forwards, and we get to be one of them. It is a rare privilege to be part of this family. That alone made me tear up a bit, when flashes of memory came back when I too was lining up outside a hotel lobby along with thousands of other hopefuls.
We had a few speeches throughout the day which reminded us of our responsibilities/duties we were trained for, how we should uphold being part of this bigger family, how we should be proud every time we wear our uniforms. To think that for every 3,000 applicants on a recruitment day, only 50 goes on forwards, and we get to be one of them. It is a rare privilege to be part of this family. That alone made me tear up a bit, when flashes of memory came back when I too was lining up outside a hotel lobby along with thousands of other hopefuls.
I would love to write a dedicated blog to our ditching drills in Dubai at the Emirates Training Center, but for now, let me just say how impressed I am of the facilities and simulators EK can boast of. Back when I was living in Dubai, I would just stare out the car windows on our way to DFC as we pass by the Crew Training Center with it's Aircraft-shaped building and wondering to myself - how or will I ever get to enter that place? Emirates' facilities are unspoken of.
God, is just amazing for blessing me this once in a lifetime kind of experience! I remember when I used to live in Deira, our building was right next to a travel agency with a huge Qatar Airways ad of a Cabin Attendant in full uniform. Every time I would pass by it going to and from work, I can't help but stare at it like a mood board or inspiration. Now, I am staring right back at the girl in Burgundy. When I was in High School, we were asked to write our favourite quotation on our class bulletin board. Most of the class quoted writers/authors/novelists/thinkers, but me being a deviant wrote simply "Follow your dreams, wherever they may take you."
God, is just amazing for blessing me this once in a lifetime kind of experience! I remember when I used to live in Deira, our building was right next to a travel agency with a huge Qatar Airways ad of a Cabin Attendant in full uniform. Every time I would pass by it going to and from work, I can't help but stare at it like a mood board or inspiration. Now, I am staring right back at the girl in Burgundy. When I was in High School, we were asked to write our favourite quotation on our class bulletin board. Most of the class quoted writers/authors/novelists/thinkers, but me being a deviant wrote simply "Follow your dreams, wherever they may take you."
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