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                     I'm at my seat.  It's really neat.

    I can look at a book.  I can see a movie on a tiny tv.

    I look out the window.  

There are a lot of people, cars, trucks, running around on the ground.

I look at the sky.  I, can see so many things with my eye.  It's a long way down to the ground.

                It's night.  I can see all the lights.  Lights from planes.  Lights from the cities, so pretty.

                    This flight is going to last all night.  I can't rest my head in bed, but my seat goes back,

that's neat.

        I can't explain.  How somebody can fly this plane.

             This plane can fly, but I don't know why.

           I do get a kid's meal, so good I feel.  It even has a toy plane.  Oh boy.

This plane's so big.  It's so wide.  A great place to hide.

           This plane's so long.  

But, to carry all these people, it must be strong.

         There's no view.  So, I have a lot of stuff to do.

                    We're really high in the sky.  

               All the stuff I can see with my eye.

               I can see so many things.  Rivers, lakes, oceans, towns, cities, all so pretty.

               I like this a lot.  They all look like dots.