Getting "Lost" at the Airport by Adam Holmberg

AAAAAHHHHHHH” flight attendants screamed in fear of losing their jobs. A man in a suit and glasses walked up to me and the Fairbourne family and asked me, “Are you Adam Holmberg?”

It all started with me and my dad just sitting at the gate waiting to board the plane. “Adam Holmberg” they announced. I walked up to the flight attendants and said goodbye to my dad. I was super stoked to go to Africa with the Fairbournes.  The flight attendants escorted me onto the plane and sat me down. They walked back to the front to greet the other people boarding the plane.

My dad had told me that after I get off the plane that I need to find Jason. So that’s what I did. As I was walking off the plane the flight attendants said goodbye to me. Little did I know that the flight attendants were supposed to not only escort me on the plane, but also escort me off.

After I found Jason he asked me, “wasn't I supposed to sign something?”  I said “I don't know.” He was supposed to sign something. That something was the envelope that had my passport, my boarding pass, and other important stuff that the flight attendants had. He was supposed to sign it so “ they knew I wasn't leaving with some random dude. We grabbed a bite to eat and headed over to the gate to wait. We were just eating and chatting while we waited to board. Meanwhile, flight attendants were calling my name on the intercom and frantically searching for me.  Everett was the only one who had heard them calling my name but he hadn't said anything and we were too busy talking to hear it so none of us knew.

Natalie asked me if I had my passport in my backpack and I said did because I thought my dad had put it in there before I got on the plane. She told me to get it out. When I opened my backpack I realized it wasn’t there. I was freaking out inside. Jason took me up to the desk to ask them if they knew where my passport was. She asked me if I was Adam. I replied “yes.” She told us that there were flight attendants searching all over the building trying to find me. Luckily she had the envelope with my passport so she gave it to me. As we continued to wait, the man in a suit and glasses walked up to us. “Are you Adam Holmberg?” he asked. “yeah” I replied. He gave me a lecture but all I heard was, “And thats why.. blah blah blah.” 

After he was gone we all got on the plane and just forgot whatever the man had told us. After that we had all learned a very valuable lesson. DON'T TRUST DELTA WITH YOUR CHILDREN.