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Saturday, November 7, 2015

Aim for the Moon

Aim for the Moon

Where does possibility come from? There was no way that anything could be done. He knew it. His mom kept telling him that the world was full of possibilities, that he should just do what he wanted to do. But when he told her that he wanted to be an astronaut, she turned back to the stove and stirred the soup she had just stirred. ‘OK honey that sounds exciting. Do you know what you need to do to become an astronaut? It may be a bit difficult when we live in this little town so far away from any space centers.’ 

Her words got smaller and smaller in his ears. He finished his cereal, picked up his backpack and left. He didn’t slam the door. ‘Bye mom’ His mom even knew that Chris Hadfield was coming to his school. She knew that he was just a farm kid. His teacher called it ‘a vision’ that he wanted to be like a guy like Chris Hadfield. But he didn’t play guitar. Didn’t even like guitars. But he really wanted to float and be up in the sky beside the moon. The scientific stuff was interesting too.

What did his mom mean about possibilities when she didn’t seem to think this ‘vision’ of his was one of them. Billie would just keep reading about being an astronaut. He pulled out his drawing of an astronaut with the name Billie on the space suit. He hoisted his back pack more firmly on his shoulders. Maybe his mom didn’t know about astronauts being possibilities.

“Don’t let life kick you into the adult you don’t want to be.”
~ Chris Hadfield

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