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mouse in the couch
so far,
get an old brown couch and inside put a mouse
then when you sleep on the couch you hear him
you can ask him anything
and he'll never stop giving you answers
mouse, is it really possible to travel to the moon ?
.Not far away , moonlight streamed through the door that lead over the yard and field to the woods where in the chill of the autumn
air they could run , quiet as , well a mouse, running and jumping as high as they could, hands reaching up to the moon's light chasing , racing their own shadows that ran faster in a dizzy circle around them. Inside nestled the mouse kept busy under her pillow until she fell asleep, all the while explaining to her his plans to be the first mouse on the moon, up, up to the starry sky past radio satellites and forgotten rocket ships . wrinkling his nose he ran nightly back and forth between her couch and the office scurrying , preoccupied the mouse shredded through blueprints spread out across a high drafting desk.she watched him draft plans, explaining to her on, and on, what he was doing. there were other things she could have been doing , but once he had her attention with one question, he didn't let her go .
It has to be larger than a bluebird, he thought, sketched and scrambled plans for experiments , aerodynamics and casting
to mathematically carry his burrow sized capsule on a mathematically plotted path through space to land on the moon, around and return to earth. ........................................................................................................................................................................................
They lived in the basement of a house on the farthest reaching galaxy arm in their neighborhood , way down at the bottom of a hill where streets U turned back up again; the farthest walk to school. Baldwin High on the highest ground above the business street branched off perpendicular to wind through to downtown and the cultural university center where students who graduated with high academic standing could go.
The walk to Skyline Elementary along two sides of an isosceles triangle, on another far reach trajectory of the neighborhood galaxy, across the stream and craggily cut rivens of the woods, the timing of every walk to school everyday met with friends opening doors as more and more children lined the streets in numbers heading for the same destination with a lunchbox or a bag, and books. "Did you do your homework ?" "What do you have in your lunch that you want to trade today ?" Their chattering had the ring of tiny bells, carolers on a Dicksonian greeting card in winter throwing snowballs like politician handshakes all along the way.
In Pam's basement her father, the display artist for the downtown department store , painted the pipes green that vined up the wall with large leaves like a bean stalk across the ceiling of his castle overhead. Pam lived over half way up the hill. They walked to school together. After school they used to go sled riding and make snowmen and forts to defend, but that was before the mouse started drawing his plans to go to the moon. At the bottom of the other side of the hill where the cherry trees grew in the woods , at the corner of their street they met Eileen and Julie. The foursome had many things in common, for example, they were all the big sisters of younger siblings, sometimes wishing they had an older sister themselves, they managed to make do bonding with the friendship of each other for mature company.
Saturdays she rode downtown on the bus , her favorite thing, to attend art classes at the museum selected into a gifted program that started when she was in elementary school, only two were selected from her neighborhood so the long ride was always alone . At the museum she could roam through the halls of giant dinosaur bones and quiet nooks in the huge library amongst books on everything in the world there was to know, checking out stacks of books to carry home and sit beside the old brown couch for late night reading , there were things she needed to know. The mouse's mission to be the first mouse on the moon wasn't going to be easy.
"Blueprints" he would say "look around you, everything you see... everything you see was at one time a blueprint" using his tail he pointed out the 3D views , top, front , and side .
at night the mouse kept making plans under the pillow inside the old brown couch while they listened to music with melodic soundscapes of places far away, feeding on thick 'meat and potato' books picked from the the non-fiction section.
Into her dreams the mouse kept working a small scratchpad sound inside the framework under her pillow, the interworking of the universe in scientific explanations to see when she opened her eyes, one small question answered in a dance chorographer vision of endless mathematical logic .
The fire ball of the sun's bright reflected light lit the night , a blanket of fluffy clouds like the ones you pull up under your chin holding all of mankind's golden dreams was rolling in over the heads of tiny mice's hurry-scurry small scratching sounds working out plans to fly far and high up above where the bats fly, .. to follow that golden light circumference and return . An old watch of ticking gears the universe nearby heartbeat, sipping tea from a china cup , they worked.
beauty is something that comes from within , what you eat, where you go and what you read , through the bead black eyes the mouse thought himself lucky that his beautiful little human child was beautiful.science and technology: mathematics, geology, meteorology, guidance & navigation, oceanography, orbital dynamics, astronomy, physics and materials processing.
NASA Johnson Space Center
Astronaut Selection Office ATTN: AHX Houston, TX 77058She had been invited by Eileen to spend summer vacation with her family in Pompono Beach, Florida. they traveled in a dodge charger , where the girls in the back seat could look up and study the constellations of stars in the night sky.
Florida was home to the Kennedy Space Center . She kept the mouse in her pocket as they traveled, both slept curled up together in the back seat of Eileen's family car . Outside the night passed silently by as they rode together til dawn's approach of the cape. When they visited the Space center, her little mouse found his way into the offices of the rocket scientists.
A nurturer , good at caring for people , her younger sibling each had been piles of diapers to wash and fold, bath and dress, cook, feed and clean up after. She did a good job and was proud of them. But in Florida , Eileen's parents let her and Eileen sunbath until they turned the color of light toast playing all day on the beach and swimming in the pool. Her mouse was busy helping the NASA scientists,
They were good days, and nights to remember.
He sang lullabies from under her pillow.
" oh, the moon is made of cheese .
the whole world glitters gold "
"Race you to the moon "
"we're going there soon
" mouse in the middle of the night
rocket t 'a little nibble an' bite"
"mouse, is it the moon that moves around or are we moving ?"
The rotation of the earth around the Sun in an ecliptic average distance away of 149,597,890 km know as AU , the distance from the center of the earth to the equator is 6378.1 km , a unit known as R o+. Because the distance from the center of the earth to the poles is 6378.1 km, about 22 km more caused by centrifuge , the earth's shape is a geoid and not a perfect sphere.
Little mouse feet scurried and twirled as he tried to demonstrate to her the movement of the earth and the moon at the same time, in an ecliptic he moved holding a piece of cheese proudly in outstretched arms, rotating it around as he circled and twirled.
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