Travels in Cúba BY Marie Louise Gay AND David Homel g GROUNDWOOD Books HOUSE OF ANANSI PRESS TORONTO BERKELEY
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ONE Batman Comes to Cuba I was riding a giant roller coaster It went shooting up hills and hurtled down into valleys at breakneck speed It lurched from side to side and whizzed around corners People were screaming Their mouths were open so wide I could see their tonsils Their hair stood on end I was screaming too when a tremendous thunderclap woke me up Our airplane was diving through the clouds The cabin lights flickered The seatbelt sign was flashing like the lights on a police car The doors to some of the overhead bins fell open and jackets sun hats backpacks and a teddy bear flew out Some people were crying Others were gasping for air Even the flight attendants looked worried I peeked out the window Lightning flashed from cloud to cloud Had we flown into a hurricane Was I going to die on the first day of my vacation Through the uproar the pilot’s voice came on Señoras y señores ladies and gentlemen we are flying through some uncomfortable air Please excuse the small turbulence
