July 2nd, 1937. A journey that started out as a confident and momentous step forward for women’s role in society, heartbreakingly ended without warning, but with too many unanswered questions. Amelia Earhart’s story has been told for many decades. An infamous story missing an ending, but nevertheless, an expedition that comes nothing short of being filled with suspense and interest.
Upon meeting with Lady Lindy, I would most definitely need to address the elephant in the room: what actually happened? Were the historians correct? Had Earhart crashed somewhere, having perished somewhere leaving many with only the horrific news? Or did she defy the odds and survive? And if so, why didn’t she ever come back into the public eye? Was there a reason or reasons for wanting to live a secret life? Or conversely, what if this wasn’t the case at all. Had Amelia somehow survived, left marooned wheresoever without any means of communication? Clearly, the questions would be abundant, but surely she would know how much of an impact she’s had in the later generations of young women. And if not, I would be more than happy to enlighten her of the progress that our country, slowly but surely, has achieved since the 1930s.
What tugs at my eyes most about Amelia’s story is the fact that there is still so much to be learned about it. What could we learn from her experience, from the things that she saw from her bird’s eye view. Furthermore, this mystery gains my attention simply for that reason: it’s a mystery great at grabbing people’s interest. Most, myself including, love good stories. There is without a doubt a good story floating about from that curious summer day in 1937. A story of which is capable of revealing a valuable lesson to be taught.
