We learn how to handle emergency situations. How to open heavy airplane doors in the dark and smoke. How to evacuate in 90 seconds if something happens. How to use a fire extinguisher, a life raft. How to provide first aid: if someone has heart problems, if they're choking, if they're having a stroke.
We study aviation English. To understand the pilot's commands and communicate with foreign passengers beyond just "hello, how much is this?" We learn to interact with different people in a confined space at an altitude of 10 kilometers. We learn to remain calm and professional when everyone around us is tired, nervous, or not behaving very well.
It's difficult. There's a lot of information, and you need to know it clearly and by heart. Safety depends on it. Physically, it's also challenging: simulators, practice, constant concentration.
Sometimes I get tired and think, "Why did I start all this?" But then I come to class, and we have our own small team. We are all very different, but we all want the same thing. And I feel like this is real work. Not just a job, but work where you can really help, where something depends on you.
For now, I'm just learning. No flights, no uniform. Just theory, simulators, and exhaustion by the evening.
But I'm working towards my goal. We'll see what happens next.