This is the first time I looked at the baby repeatedly and carefully. A Baby car and a young woman waited for boading on right at the entrance of the plane. Customers were getting into while she was caring her baby. The plane I boaded was by two hours earlier than I had scheduled to boad the day before. It was 10:10 am so it looked that there were very few people who transitted from other planes, and I saw a lot of vacant seats there.
The woman with a baby came to the boader line of my seat and checked if the seat next to me, which I left my jacket was her seat. She said "isn't this my seat? Oh, my seat is that..." She carried the baby in the center of 5 boader seats and she had one next to the baby. I saw the baby and asked her "how old?"
She replied " FiVe Moaaanths" with smile. Oh what a pretty baby he/she was... He always showed the strange reaction, crying, smiling and sleeping. She had always to care it. When the baby cried she soon found what the baby wanted. The baby repeatedly sleeps and cries. One American big flight attendant came to her and held the baby in her left bold arm. The baby looked happy in very stable strong arm.
Mother was young but I did not know how old she was. After 14 hours flight I found she saying she was "a student"... and asked some questions about immigration cards to the flight attendant.
"How old am I?"
"If I made a baby when I was the same years old as she, how old would my child be?"
I spent the long road in the air with thinking about such a thing... and came back to Japan one day later than scheduled.
The woman with a baby came to the boader line of my seat and checked if the seat next to me, which I left my jacket was her seat. She said "isn't this my seat? Oh, my seat is that..." She carried the baby in the center of 5 boader seats and she had one next to the baby. I saw the baby and asked her "how old?"
She replied " FiVe Moaaanths" with smile. Oh what a pretty baby he/she was... He always showed the strange reaction, crying, smiling and sleeping. She had always to care it. When the baby cried she soon found what the baby wanted. The baby repeatedly sleeps and cries. One American big flight attendant came to her and held the baby in her left bold arm. The baby looked happy in very stable strong arm.
Mother was young but I did not know how old she was. After 14 hours flight I found she saying she was "a student"... and asked some questions about immigration cards to the flight attendant.
"How old am I?"
"If I made a baby when I was the same years old as she, how old would my child be?"
I spent the long road in the air with thinking about such a thing... and came back to Japan one day later than scheduled.
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