Unlike many aviation enthusiasts, flying is not in my blood. It was a passion sparked while visiting a military field with a classmate when I was about eight years old. But, through the years, my love for flying has kept growing. I can rightfully be classified as an aviation nut. And now that I have a son, Benjamin, I would love to share my passion with him.
So far, it seems to be working. Benjamin is only 22 months, but his aviation passion is already apparent. One of his early, but clearly distinguishable expressions is “cra cra.” And while the sound he makes is nowhere near the actual word for airplane in either English or Swedish, it is his own way of saying airplane since he says it, with great passion, every time he sees one, whether it is a picture of an airplane or the real thing. It is similar to him saying “brm brm” every time he sees a car, so I suppose “cra cra” is what he hears when an airplane flies by. But I’m happy to report that the excitement in Benjamin’s voice and the fire in his eyes are much greater when he says “cra cra” than when he says “brm brm.”
