It's a rainy afternoon in Montreal. At the airport I pick up my luggage to wait in line. I give my ticket to the attendant so I could board

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The Most Important Value

        It’s a rainy afternoon in Montreal. At the airport I pick up my luggage to wait in line. I give my ticket to the attendant so I could board the airplane. I’m thirty-five years old. I have luscious black hair and I am six foot even. As I hand in my luggage, I wave goodbye to my loving wife and children. I have been married for nine years. My six year old and eight year old children start to cry. They did not want me to leave. My wife waves back happily while wiping a tear from her beautiful face. She also tried to comfort our children.

I know I’m making the right choice. I want this new job. We have been discussing this matter for weeks. My wife disagreed saying this job was useless and that we didn’t need the money. I told her I didn’t like my current job and wanted something new even if it was far away from home. She asked me what was more important, our family or your new job? I replied saying the job was only for a couple months and then I would come back. She would always reply saying what about the children? I would say the same thing, it’s only for a couple of months and then I would be back. While walking away from my family, a cold rush of wind goes through my body. I follow the bright light towards the entrance of the plane. I walk towards my seat and sit down. As I’m to take a seat, I hear a beeping sound and right after hear a voice from the speakers, “Final boarding call for flight 2050, Montreal to Alaska.”

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After minutes of waiting in the plane, I feel the plane starting to tremble. The engine abruptly starts. I buckle up in my seat when the monitors start to flash. It shows what to do during an emergency. I glance around to see my surroundings. I notice every seat was filled with a passenger. I sit in my firm seat wondering how the cushions would feel if I had been in first class. The worst part is that my knees were rubbing against the seat in front of me. I feel like I am going to die.

The plane took ...

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