Yey!! 😀💪😀. The weekend’s here, everyone. I hope you’re having a whale of a time. 🚵♀️🏊♂️🏋♀️🧘♀️🤼♂️⛹♂️🛀 As always, it’s time to eat 🍛🍲and drink🥂🍹☕ and take ourselves on a little tour to the moon. So, let’s pack a few belongings and go. 🌜🧑🦯👩🦽🚶♀️🏃.
I remember how on weekends like these we’d have bashes out of campus, go to the movies or watch a tournament (though I wasn’t quite a great fun of football as I was with other games like… do I even know? 😄). These days, all that’s left of it are just memories. But I still do enjoy a little time out on weekends with friends of the same feathers.
Today, however, I thought of something else, the stories Mum told us often on weekend nights as we sat in front of our main house after supper. My mum, I have to admit, is a skilful storyteller and her stories often seemed real, at least to me.
One Saturday night, she told us a story about a group of scientists that was trying to discover what existed beyond the galaxies.
She said the astronauts left earth in a speedy jet to explore the space. They first landed on the moon and seeing nothing bizarre apart from weightless sand and stones, sprang forth to Venus and then on to Mars.
“At first, they thought there were aliens in the space,” said Mum. “But that seemed not to be the case. So they proceeded to the darkest parts of the space.”
She then turned to me and asked, “Do you think there’s any creature living out there, in the space?”
“Yes. Certainly there is, Mum. How can’t there be?” I answered, feeling almost sure.
“Does anyone else thinks so too?” she posed.
“I don’t think so,” answered Maureen, our eldest.
“Me neither,” asserted Moses, the third born.
“Well, let’s see,” she continued. “After some time of traversing the space, they began to see a blinking red light in the distance. They thought, “Mmm… that must be something noble.” Then one of them suggested that they go see what it was.
“The closer they drew, the bigger the light appeared. It resembled an enormous ember, red and scary.”
“Wasn’t the area around it hot,” I asked out of a full deck of curiosity.
“No. If it were, they’d be burnt up already. The crew decided to draw even closer, just close enough. Then one of them spread out his hand and tried to touch the side of the object.”
“Did it turn out it was hot or what happened?” asked Casha, the youngest then, her bulging eyes indicating the level of curiosity she had.
“What happened, my children, is that the astronaut was quickly pulled out and swallowed by the object.”
“Holy cow!” I exclaimed. “You see, I said it, there are aliens in the space.”
“Mum, were they all swallowed up?” little Casha asked.
“No. But three more, two women and a man, tried, and they too were swallowed up. Then the remaining, who was a woman, decided to return to earth to reveal what had occured.”
“So it was an alien, right?” I asked.
“Whether it was or not, we still cannot tell, for scientists have been secretly sending away people to check on the object, but all who try to touch it return not. And no picture has ever been released of it too. It’s one of the top secrets and mystery among astronauts, and I’m telling you this just because the information was leaked to my grandfather who narrated it to us.” She then sighed and put in plainly, “That’s all for today. It’s late, my children, let’s rise and go into the house.”
You know, I have been meaning to ask her whether that was simply one of the other stories she made up or it was indeed a top secret among the astronauts. And why would they keep such a secret to date anyway? For fear of being considered failures or did something strange occur and this was used as a cover up? Haha.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend and let’s meet here again next weekend for another installment. 😀