Space Invaders

Some nights the sky wept stars that quickly floated and disappeared into the darkness before our wishes could meet them. Under these stars and sky I used to hear stories, but now it seemed as if it was the sky that was telling us a story as its stars fell, violently colliding with each other. The moon hid behind clouds to avoid seeing what was happening” (Beah 80).

The first thing you felt was the softness of something beneath you, and the warmness of what you assumed was sunlight on your tan skin. Sitting up very slowly, you examined the space around you to find what was so soft below your outstretched legs. Golden flowers grew out of the cracked stone ground, shining a yellowish hue that seemed to make them even more beautiful than they already were. The sunlight that lit up part of the room you were currently residing in came from a distant hole in the rocky roof hanging high above you. Groggily, you stood up.

I was a passenger in the backseat of our family vehicle. The small bumps in the pavement lulled me to a place of perfect repose. As we looked outside our windows we could see the sky painting a magnificent show for us. The sun was going down, but the heavens were brighter and more astounding than I had ever seen them before. It was as if someone had set the clouds alight with raging wildfires and splashes of pink and purple scattered about. I never wanted it to end, but the sky had other plans. The masterpiece before us began to recede into darkness as the nighttime engulfed the sun and put daytime to

“There seemed to be nothing to see; no fences, no creeks or trees, no hills or fields. If there was a road, I could not make it out in the faint starlight. There was nothing but land…I had never before looked up at the sky when there was not a familiar mountain ridge against it. But this was the complete dome of heaven, all there was of it. I did not believe that my dead father and mother were watching me from up there; they would still be looking for me at the sheep-fold down by the creek…. I had left even their spirits behind me. The wagon jolted on, carrying me I knew not whither. I don't think I was homesick. If we never arrived anywhere, it did not matter. Between that earth and that sky I felt erased, blotted out. I did not say my prayers that night: here, I felt, what would be would be.” This new surrounding is the beginning of an adventure for

In the back of my mom’s moving car, I wake up in a daze. The Gameboy that was previously in my hands had fallen to the floor, and the sun’s rays that had previously glared through the window were replaced with the shine of the moon and stars. As my small hands press up against the glass, my eyes twinkle and my toothy, black holed grin widens at the celestial body blaring in the night sky. Astonished, I watch the moon seemingly follow our car, almost as if my existence awed the moon and not the reverse. As the full moon swallows the sky, the unknown distance between us becomes minuscule. If only my three foot frame was a bit bigger, if only my arms could stretch as far as my imagination, I could touch the moon. It was in this moment that I

The radiant rays of light leapt off of the sun’s surface while a tiny flock of hummingbirds filled the azure sky with their sweet song. Meanwhile, the sky itself was clear, a blank canvas of light blue painted across the horizon. At the time, I was 5’5, athletically built, and relatively average in height compared to my seventh grade classmates. I had uneven locks of black hair that seemed to go out in every direction, similar to the quills of porcupine. Nevertheless, my body movements were sluggish due to the lack of sleep I had been receiving.

People have been curious about what is out there for as long as humans have been around. In ancient times people used the stars to navigate and the sun to tell time and stories of alien lifeforms are a popular subject for Si-fi writers. On October 4, 1957 Russia launched Sputnik the first satellite, this was a huge step for space exploration because researchers were finally able to be at the place they were studying, space. Exploring space does costs a lot of money, for example, 18.7 billion dollars go to funding NASA (Life’s Little

The stars are bright and radiant-- their numbers are vast beyond all imagination. They shine in the dark sky, like billions of little lights hanging from nonexistent threads. It is a reality that not many people stop to admire. In the city people sink down into their couches at night and drift away, eventually, to the slumber that most people crave. But the stars, shining endlessly, are there night after night, in the rain and even in the snow. If you just stop for a moment, on a night with no clouds, and look up, you will see this magnificent

In “First Thanksgiving” Olds writes, “those nights, I fed her to sleep, week after week, the moon rising, and setting, and waxing—whirling, over the months, in a slow blur, around our planet.” And, in “Still Life in Landscape” Olds writes, “we’d approached it out of neutral twilight, broken glass on wet black macadam, like an underlying midnight abristle with stars.” It is apparent that Olds drew some of her inspiration from our planet, mainly at night, while possibly looking at the stars and contemplating of things in which to

Whew! It is HOT up here! I’m in the Thermosphere, where the spaceship left me behind, and I am so hot. It is not this hot where I was born. Hey! What are those lights? They are beautiful…… whoah. Hey, well, I guess here I go, right on through them. Blues, greens, purples, reds, pinks, it is so cool! I think I heard of them before…...the Northern lights? Yes, that’s it. Hey, it getting cold.

Nicholas Carr’s “Is Google making us stupid?” (2008) demonstrates on how the complex search engine can drastically change individuals reading habits. Google has been a leading search engine for well over the past decade, and continues to break down and distribute information so simple that a Neanderthal could understand. Carr has an uncanny way of bringing his point across by the use of symbolic pop culture refrerences that reinforce his unique way of swaying the reader. Carr’s reference to “Space Odyssey” portrays how Google can change our way of thinking, without actually noticing anything at all. Carr notes “ My mind isin’t going—so far as I can tell---but it’s changing” (Carr, 2008, P. 89) To further understand this revelation, Carr documents his conversations with notable professors in regards to how the so called “Information age” is forever changing our way of how we perceive and decode information

It is so fake…incredulity it is, it's not real! Have you ever seen an alien? Didn’t think so!! What is this whole fuss about you ask? Well in this movie I just watched called ‘The Monsters are due on Maple Street’, they are trying to tell me that aliens are real!!!

Since I was a child, I would marvel at the night sky- separating stars, planets, galaxies, and even the once-in-a-while helicopter from each other. Space had fascinated my soul, which subjects are rarely able to do in one’s life. The love I have for the universe came from a place within that I was never able to identify, that is, until I found a way to capture my need to learn more, through the NASA SEES Summer Internship.

, I it was really beautiful watching everything for the 5 seconds that I was in space. I landed with a crash, then a tumble. It was strange that I could breath breathe perfectly fine there. I looked around for anything interesting or a way to get out, but I saw nothing. I continued to go straight and I saw a monumental sized boy fishing for whatever it is that you fish for on the moon. I started screaming to get his attention and I did I really expected him to be more friendly. because he grabbed me by the shirt, and hung me on his fishing hook, and down I went into some winter wonderland…..W well not exactly, just some giant swamp. I landed in this mysterious swamp, looking for anything but swamp. I found a gargantuar sized cottage so I decided to go inside and ask for help. I pushed and pushed until the door opened, . then, I heard a THUMP, a STOMP, and a BANG coming towards the door. “Who’s in my swamp!” A booming slow voice said. I ran to find a place to hide, but the only thing I saw was a glass dome with rubber around the inside if of it. The dome had a green man and a green woman inside sitting around a fireplace. then, I wondered if Ii was in shrek, . there was a green man, someone yelling “Get outta my swamp!” it made too much sense to not be true. The green giant, or shrek, picked me up and put me in the glass

The Incredible Space Raiders: From Space is about a boy named Jonah who was spending a school night at home but then suddenly he got kidnapped! Then he suddenly woken up in a ship with a team that protects the galaxy from the darkness. Jonah goes on to these adventures with the incredible space raiders from space. My favourite part of the book that was really funny was when Jonah found a girl named sally who has very good aim unlike Jonah. One time they needed to throw glass at the wires, Jonah missed all of them and said sally would haven't done any better. Then Sally threw the glass with perfect aim and showed off Jonah with the dirty look and then after it was really awkward and funny. The main characters are Jonah, Sally, Lieutenant Gordon,