THE WRONG PLANE

Chapter 1

I sat on the bench, waiting. The airport is a busy place, especially after dark.  I was waiting for the clock to say it was 11:00.  I would board a plane then, headed to Los Angeles, to see my dad for the summer.  That’s how my life went: I remember when I stood in court, while I listened to the judge try to explain in lawful terms how my life was being torn apart.  I looked at the paper I was holding. The headlines screamed in my face:

France and U.S. Having a War!

And another:

War Declared!

I started reading.  It is really the only thing that can get my mind off the noisy airport and the summer to come.

After years of fragile relationships and shortages of supplies, President Cuban has finally declared war with France.  We need volunteers for the Army, Navy, and Air force.  All of us believe that this will be a bloody war and possibly called “World War 3”.  Both sides have made alliances, and we are figuring the names out currently. So far the alliances are:

With France: Greece, Ireland, UK, and Mexico.

With US: Italy, Brazil, and Iran.

China and Russia are not sure if they will join the war, but each are good friends with each country.

We will give you the best update we can as soon as we can.  –New York Times

I do not like wars. I think that they are silly little fights over land, or gold, or rights.  Just like two toddlers fighting over a teddy bear. But the toddlers won’t kill each other- wars do.  Oh well. There is nothing I can do about it. 

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I woke up to the sound of my mother crying.  I hopped out of bed, hoping to see what was wrong.  She held a newspaper that said:

War Declared!

After years of America accusing France about not giving enough to the U.S., and the Americans siding against us in wars, President Papoulias III is glad the US declared war with France.  Papoulias III says, “France will not be accused and we will not quit! As our heroes, and the heroes of those heroes, and the heroes of those heroes, we will fight strong alongside France, and for what is right in the eye of Greece! We will fight, and we will win!”  We are asking men ages 12-18 to sign up for our fighting force.  We are helping out France, many of our troops will be sent there.   We will give you our next update as soon as possible. 

–Greek Times

Good.  I am old enough- I just turned 14. I will need to sign up eventually; they will want lots of people to help fight in this war.   I will fight for my country, even if mom doesn’t want me to go headfirst into a war. Yes, I will go. And I will help win the war of this millennium.

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How would I design the library of the future? I would probably have an area where you would go, and just say the name of a book or author that you want to get or get a book from, and then you get your book from a slot, and the machine suggests books that it thinks you would like, considering the book/author you just picked.  There would also be very comfortable chairs, and another area where you could go to and order a drink or a cookie that would make you not tired at all, and tasted sweeter than honey.  There would also be coffee, because the adults might not want the “sleep cookie.”  And there would be beautiful, soft, blankets.  There would be a couch, and if there were too many people on it, but you wanted to sit on it, would immediately extend for a spot where you would have your space, and could kick your feet up.  There would be some tiny microscopic robots, who if you spilled what you were drinking or eating on your book, or anywhere, they would clean it up, with the puddle/crumb disappearing right before your eyes.  The librarians would be sweet, and they would have read every book in the library, and they were all old ladies with glasses.  That is what my “library of the future” would be.  There would be lots of window seats.  There would be tons and tons and tons of books in the library, from cooking to talking pop-up animal books to encyclopedias! You would never get bored at this library! (unless you can’t read or HATE books, which no one hates books!!!)

Prejudice is looking at a person and deciding if they are a good person by their looks, not by how they act, or feel.  I think that prejudice leads to many bullying coincidences.  I hate bullying, it is not good, and I wish it did not exist in the world.  Prejudice also leads to loneliness.  I do not like being lonely.  It makes me feel sad inside. I do not like prejudice. It leads to bad things.  Here is a lesson I think everyone should learn: Don’t judge a book by its cover. It will lead to some sad things.

My story is how I took the Band-Aid off my brother’s foot when he was born.  When he was first born, he had needed a shot on his heel, because he was having difficult time breathing.  The shot had made it bleed, so the doctors put a Band-Aid on his foot. I was very little, and I loved my brother, even though he was just a baby.  I wanted to see for myself if his foot was okay, so I took off his sock, and then the Band-Aid and I looked. It had stopped bleeding, and the hole was so tiny, (you know how shots are) that I could not see it. I determined him fine.  Then I went home, leaving his sock next to him.  I could not wait to see him again, and we went back to the hospital the next day.  Most often, when you are a toddler, and you get a baby brother/sister, after a while, you say to your mom, “Okay, Mommy, you can put him back now,” because you are a toddler and you cannot fully comprehend the world, so you think that since it was in the Mommy it can go back in the Mommy.  My mom says that “I was never like that, I was just helpful.”  I love my brother, and I always will.

Humanities! Humanities is my favorite class so far.  I love all mythology and art, and that is the basics of humanities.  My second favorite is media literacy, then LA, next is Math, and then Social Studies and Science (those two tie).  I always run to lunch, because 1) I do not have PE currently; 2) I like it; and 3) I want to get there before the line gets long.  I am getting less and less out of breath each time I run! Yay! I love to run, and I know it is good for me, even though from the JH building to the cafeteria is not that long.  I love school, even though some nights I am overloaded with HW.  Once I can though, I get right in my bed and fall fast asleep.  It makes me feel better in the morning, when the whole schedule just starts all over again. :)