Rowley on a plane

35.Rowley Jefferson, the delightfully dim-witted 11-year-old, found himself on a plane headed to Los Angeles with his dad. As they cruised towards the airport in his dad's tank—a testament to his father's eccentricity—they couldn't contain their excitement. Snacks were procured, toys were packed, and Rowley's little mind brimmed with possibilities.	Unbeknownst to Rowley, Khalid al-Mihdhar, one of his closest companions in mischief, had concocted a plan to hijack the plane and fly it into the World Trade Center. To Rowley's innocent mind, this was just another entertaining idea from Khalid. The mischievous lad was instructed to wait in his seat while Khalid arranged for them to sit together in the front.	As the passengers settled in, the burly Khalid and his gang stormed in, brandishing firearms and causing panic. Flight attendants and crew members fell victim to their intentions, while Khalid swiftly extracted Rowley from his seat. Amidst the chaos, Rowley's dad cried out in despair, "MY BABY!"	Now, it must be reiterated—Rowley, bless his naive soul, failed to grasp the gravity of the situation. He chuckled from the front row, finding amusement in this unexpected twist to their holiday. The remaining criminals stood guard to ensure that no one escaped their clutches.	In a truly bizarre turn of events, a little boy decided to answer nature's call and sought refuge in the bathroom. However, just as he was completing his business, a stranger barged in and shoved the poor lad's own excrement back where it came from! The little boy squealed in horror and returned to his seat, the unwelcome intruder shouting a stern warning about future bathroom activities.	Amidst the uproar, Rowley saw fit to address the terrified passengers over the speakers. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began cheerily, "we are now crashing into the World Trade Center!"	Absolute panic ensued, as everyone onboard shared in the terror. The plane hurtled towards its tragic destiny, lives hanging in the balance. But at that crucial moment, Rowley, perhaps through sheer luck or divine intervention, was jettisoned out of the plane, soaring into the sky, before landing unceremoniously in a pond in Central Park.	As the tragic event unfolded, Rowley's mother sped towards Central Park to take him home to Manchester. As a punishment She told him as a punishment he could not watch tv tonight