“Three, two, one…. blast off!”
My son leaps from the arm of the sofa, where he frequently perches in order to gain a birds eye view of the living room. He gives a shout just before he jumps, bright and fearless and filled with the desire to fly through the air. He sails down the water slide and the park slide with similar abandon and doesn’t fret about what comes next. He lives so freely in the moment that I am envious.
Sometimes I want to jump off furniture, too.
For several months, he has been fascinated with rocket ships, outer space, satellites and moon rovers. We’ve watch shuttles launch from Cocoa Beach via youtube over and over, and the sparks and the smoke energize him. We’ve talked about the solar system and the distance between the Earth and its moon. And he has Buzz Lightyear jammies.
His father’s oldest toy is a twelve-inch silver rocket ship that is also a bank. When you press a tiny button after slipping a coin into a small slot on his side, it “launches” itself into the bank. It’s a really cool antique toy that belonged to his grandfather and it looks like this:
My son has also claimed that he will not go to kindergarten. For the past several months, whenever the subject of higher learning comes up, he shakes his head and insists that he is “never ever gonna go” to kindergarten.
I explained that in order to be an astronaut, not only is he expected to go to kindergarten next year but then twelve more years of school after that, and then college! (I didn’t mention that it would also be helpful to acquire an advanced degree in engineering, physical science, or mathematics.)
It was the idea of college that got him (never mind he doesn’t know what it is). Today, my eldest is convinced that not only will he graduate from preschool this year, he will soon move on to college and then he is off to the moon.
He promises to send me a postcard, too.
This week’s Red Writing Hood prompt: we’d like you to write a post – fiction or creative non-fiction – that begins with a countdown. “Three, two, one.”
You pick what the countdown is for. The ideas above are just suggestions. Use your imagination and have fun with it!