Tuesday 7:30 a.m. The phone rings. “Would you be able to cover a lesson in a school?” I start to find an excuse to say “No.” because my nerves were shocked out of their sleep.
“YES!” I snap. I did not give my ego time to talk me out of it. After all, this is what I want to do. I want to work with children. To be the one that helps them to see their potential. And this is my first taster.Read More »
“10,10. 9,9. 8,8. 7,7. and so on. BLAST OFFFFFF!“ The actions are not too dissimilar to the racing car driver. The difference being you have two arms stretched out above your head pointing up to the sky. Your fists parallel and clenched. When you need to talk to your crew, you have to do this with a hand over mouth Darth Vader impression. A day never goes by for you as an astronaut without the words “Houston, we have a problem.” The spaceship is shaking, items flying off all over the grass. You’re out of control and you don’t have enough air. The spaceship is falling fast to Earth, spinning in the process. Hitting the ground hard, you and your crew scan each other. Now you know by the look in their eyes what’s next. It is time for Mars, the aliens need to be found.Read More »