Stuck in the Middle of Nowhere

One warm day, I was sitting in my sixth grade classroom trying to listen to my teacher, Mrs. Tanga, who was reading something from our Social Studies book. The drone of my teacher's voice, and the soft breeze whispering through the coconut palms, were making me very drowsy, indeed. Outside, the soft slapping of the waves on the aquamarine blue of the tropical bay made me wish I were out there in the cool white sand on the beach. I sat in my classroom, nodding, trying to hold my head up which seemed very heavy at the time. Beside me I could hear my friend Nellie softly snoring away in the land of dreams. Everybody in the classroom was either dozing or daydreaming. With a final nod, I fell asleep. The last thing that I heard was Mrs. Tanga talking about the moon .

"Laurana, wake up!" said a man wearing a space suit. He was peering at me through his glass helmet. "We've landed!"

"Excuse me?" I said groggily, trying to figure out who he was, and where I was. "Where am I?"

"What do you mean?" said the confused man, "We're on the moon!"

I was flabbergasted. I could not believe such a thing! How could I land on the moon without my knowing it? Also, who in the world was that man in the spacesuit? Shakily, I stood up. As I did, I noticed that I was also wearing a spacesuit. Looking around, I saw that I was on a vast land with rocks and craters all over. Instantly my jaw dropped open, and my breath was taken away.

"Are you all right?" said the man.

"Who are you? What am I doing here?" I blurted.

"I'm your chaperon, Mr. Walker," said the man. "You're on a field trip, remember?"

I shook my head. The man pointed to something behind me, and I turned around. What I saw was an enormous spaceship. There were also other kids in spacesuits bouncing around, examining the rocks and craters.

"Wow!" I gasped.

"Well, now that you're awake, you might as well come and join us," said Mr. Walker, leading me towards the other kids. "You're supposed to do a report on what the moon is like. If I were you, I would start examining the terrain." With that, he started leaping towards the group, beckoning me to come.

As I started to follow him, I noticed that I was taking giant leaps instead of small steps. I remembered hearing Mrs. Tanga say that there is no gravity on moon. Therefore, one step would make a person take giant leaps instead. Highly amused, I leaped around and giggled all the way to the spaceship.

"Laurana!" I saw Nellie jumping towards me. "Have you seen the Earth from here? It's amazing!" she pointed to the left, and as I looked, I saw a magnificent sight. The Earth was there, floating in the darkness, looking like a ball of colorful swirls. For a while I could not take my eyes off it.

"Its beautiful!" I cried.

"Well," said Nellie, "we better start looking around. Our reports should be the best ever!"

After that, we started leaping around, examining the rocks and craters. We took a telescope from the spaceship and looked at the Earth through it. However, much of the time was spent in trying to control our walking, because we were sliding through the surface uncontrollably. We were so busy exploring the moon, that we did not notice we were already lost!

"Laurana," said Nellie after a while, "I can't see the spaceship anymore. Maybe we should go back."

I agreed. The two of us started packing up our equipment that we brought along, and put away the oddly shaped rocks we found. When we were finally ready to go, we found that we could not find the spaceship! As far as our eyes could see, there was only a vast land of colorless sand, rocks, and craters.

"We're lost!" Nellie cried. She dropped down to her knees and sobbed.

"Don't worry," I comforted her. "Mr. Walker will find us, and before we know it, we'll be back home on Earth."

"Its hopeless!" she cried. "We're in the middle of nowhere."

"We will be if we just stay here sulking," I said. "We should walk around again and try to find the spaceship."

"Okay," said Nellie.

We walked around in that strange land that was totally unknown to us. After about an hour or so, I was beginning to lose hope. I knew that our oxygen tanks were not going to last very long, and that we could die there of suffocation. Just thinking of dying on the moon sent a chill down my spine. The only thing that I wanted to do was to find the spaceship and go home. However, I knew that was impossible. Suddenly, Nellie pointed to the sky.

"There's the spaceship!" she exclaimed. "They're leaving us!"

We dropped our things and started waving our arms in the air.

"Wait!" we cried, but it was useless. Nobody in the spaceship could see us, let alone hear us. We were stranded on the moon, with nothing to take us home.

"Wait!" I cried, "Wait for us!"

I woke up. Everybody in the classroom was staring at me, and I could feel myself sweating all over.

"Are you all right?" Mrs. Tanga asked. "You were shouting 'Wait for us!'"

"I'm sorry," I said. "I must have dozed off."

"Well," said Mrs. Tanga, "you're not the only one." She looked annoyed. "I can see that nobody here is paying attention to my talk about the moon, so maybe we might just do some Math instead."

Everybody groaned. Nobody was in the mood to do complex Math on a warm summer day. Suddenly, I had an idea.

"Excuse me," I said to Mrs. Tanga. "I had a really strange dream about going to the moon. Maybe everybody would like to hear it."

"That's not such a bad idea," she said. "I think it would help stimulate everybody's sleepy brains. So!" She paused and looked around. "Tell us about your dream, Laurana."

I stood up and started to tell the class about my trip to the moon, and getting stranded in the middle of nowhere. It made quite a great story. But I was glad that it did not really happen.