He taught me how to fly on my own and learn the tricks.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Dad endorsed my learning to fly so he would have a live-in pilot, one he could get in touch with at any time.
Learning how to fly, for me, was so euphoric.
He taught me literature, and he actually taught me how to read. He was my personal mentor.
Dad went to Canada to learn how to fly with the Royal Canadian Air Force. He took me on my first airplane ride, where I could have a hand on the stick.
My daddy was a World War I pilot, and I just wanted to be able to fly like he did.
Dad taught me everything I know. Unfortunately, he didn't teach me everything he knows.
I was flying with my brother, and he challenged me to work out on the airplane. He thought it was funny - and I did it!
He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into flying.
I had professional stunt racers teaching me how to drive.
He wanted me to learn to stand on my own feet, and to make it impossible for me to thank him.
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