Monday, September 19, 2011

A short story by Jon Agard

Many people believe that there is something else out there. One of those believers is me, Scott 'bubo' Sandolofberg. For many years I sat in my office preparing for the day I would leave on the mission. On the day of December 12, 2900, a rocket ship would fly straight out of NASA and into space. After the preparations were set and the team was ready, we bravely stepped onto the ship. All 7 of us strapped in and breathed out. BLAST OFF IN 5-4-3-2-1 ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffBLAMMMM!

The ship zoomed out through the atmosphere and into space. Our ship landed on a big planet just out of the Milky Way 59 days later. We landed on a planet with immense trees and jungles. We put our American flag in the ground, and the ground started to shake. The layer on which we landed was apparently very thin. Lava spurted from the hole and started growing and spreading around us. I jumped into the ship and helped a man in. Another man jumped in. The rest of the men got swallowed up by the fire. The rest of us who remained alive flew back to Earth to tell you this story.

Editor's note: Eleven-year-old Jon complained to me recently that this blog has too much politics, and not enough input from my kids. I told him to put his money where his mouth is, so to speak, and start writing for the blog. This, hopefully, will be the first of many blog posts by Jon and other family members.

1 comment:

VW said...

Tell Jon I agree and I hope he and the other kids continue to write for the blog. Glad he was one of those that made it back!