My life is a three-ring circus! Ah, at last their
fighting and roughhousing has finally stopped. Each of my sons is tucked away
in his Edu-Pod like a chicken in an egg and their lessons have commenced. SL3 and
I can finally catch a break. SL3 has just shut herself down and I am going for
a walk. It is not easy being a mother on Perseus 6.
Exiting my domicile, I wave to The Smiths as
they float by in their bright new mover just purchased from the showroom.
“Hello, Mrs. Smith,” I yell.
I wonder how they can afford this vehicle; it
costs many credits. Ten foot tall purple and orange noodle worms wiggle out of
my way, parting like multicolored tree trunks, sprinkling their accumulation of
snow from last night’s dusting as I pass, while reminding me of 20th
century car dealership inflatable men on earth or equally bizarre children’s
pool noodle floats. I have never gotten used to the way the ground wraps itself
around my feet on this planet. It is almost like walking in a swamp, as I walk
along the quiet street and into the park. Kickapoos and Hanzels play in the
trees chasing each other and throwing magnetic nuts up in the air and catching
them with their ferrous tails, spreading the white frozen powdery snow everywhere,
before consuming the tasty treats.
My primary unit, Zon will be back from Rigel
3 tomorrow with souvenirs and fascinating stories of the unusual customs of the
planet. I pass a hill covered in Kuge bushes in full bloom smelling like a
mixture of chestnuts and avocado. It brings back memories of earth. Maybe we
will visit Mother Earth next period; it has been a long while since we were
home. Bright fire-engine red Flojams and Blue Nans dart among the trees, while
Barrow Bees fly in all directions, in spite of the cold temperatures, with
their green luminous wings buzzing past one’s ear. The three moons are setting
in the east following one another in a line to the horizon, like ducklings
follow their mother. Our bulbous, spherical binary suns begin their daily dance
as the red sky transforms momentarily to a beautiful orange before the dance
ends and they set off in opposite directions.
I must be getting back home as SL3 will be
refreshed soon and needing a domestic program for the rest of the day, and my
sons will have completed their cerebral cortex saturation process anytime now, and
I still need to visualize a meal for SL3 to prepare for dinner. It is not easy
being a mother on Perseus 6 but I find that these walks in the park are very
therapeutic…
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