The Journey
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The Journey I stepped off the aeroplane grasping my belongings with one hand and using my other to steer myself through the commotion of the crowd. Many of the passengers had flocked to the exits of the plane as the plane landed. The crowd resembles a herd of cattle charging at full flow. You could hear the discontent of the small children as they screeched ''I am tired" and other statements which were intimidating to the states of minds of the passengers. This led to a slouch in posture from dejected parents who had survived the long trip only to be faced by a barrage of meaningless statements and malicious taunts. I entered the arrival terminal and gazed at the faces that stood before me. A barrage of people clustered together holding cards with names on. A tall, robust woman held my name on a piece of tattered card; I gazed...


