The Day a Restless Seven-Year-Old Changed the Way I See the World — One Flight, One Lesson, and a Little Patience

amusement. My eyes shut tighter, hoping for quiet. That’s when I felt it—the first kick.

A light tap on the back of my seat. Then another. Then another. Rhythmic. Relentless.

I turned around, polite but firm. “Hey there, buddy, could you try not to kick the seat? I’m really tired.”

His mother gave me an apologetic smile. “I’m so sorry. He’s just excited—it’s continue reading …