Wow, watch that rocket go! I can feel the air hitting me from the thrust, just like you said it would. It keeps on going, up and up and up…wait, all I can see is the thin white exhaust trail now. Are they in space yet? I hope their suits will keep them warm up there, you know, since it’s so cold. Daddy, that was so cool! One day I’ll be in one of those. One day, I’ll be an astronaut!
I love you, Daddy.
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Hey Dad. I tried to get the better grades you said I needed. It’s just been so hard lately. I know, I know, I stayed up too late. I promise I’ll do better. I’ll play fewer games, I’ll study harder and more and even on the weekends. My math is still good, at least, according to my teachers — I’ll make it work. I wish I were as good at it as you are. I’ll have to be if I’m going to be an astronaut, right?
I love you, Dad.
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Who cares? The teachers said I don’t have the credits to pass this year. I should just quit high school anyway. Yeah, sorry I disappointed you. Guess that’s all that’s important, right? I told you I don’t care. I’ll never use any of that stuff anyway and …look. I’m going to hang out with my friends. Yeah, so what. At least they listen to me. Astronaut? You still have those posters I took down in my room? I have to go.
