Farmer in the Sky
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The Earth is crowded and food is rationed, but a colony on Ganymede, one of the moons of Jupiter, offers an escape for teenager Bill Lermer and his family. Back on Earth, the move sounded like a grand adventure, but Bill soon realizes that life on the frontier is dangerous, and in an alien world with no safety nets, nature is cruelly unforgiving of even small mistakes. Bill’s new home is a world of unearthly wonders—and heartbreaking tragedy. He will face hardships, survive dangers, and grow up fast, meeting the challenge of opening up a new world for humanity and finding strengths within himself that he had never suspected existed.
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finished." One of the younger kids was waving his hand. "Mister Chief Engineer?" "Yes, son?" "Suppose it goes on a few weeks longer and passes the speed of light?" Mr. Ortega shook his head. "It can't." "Why not, sir?" "Eh, how far have you gone in mathematics, sonny?" "Just through grammar school calculus," the kid answered. "I'm afraid there is no use in trying to explain it, then. Just take it from me that the big brains are sure it can't be done." I had worried about that very point
Boone demanded that we continue as Scouts. I didn't know he had it in him. It sounded good. He stopped and slipped me the wink. I got up and said that I wanted to propose a resolution. Then I read it—it had been a lot longer but we cut it down. It read: "Be it resolved—we the undersigned, Scouts and former Scouts of many jurisdictions and now passengers in the good ship Mayflower, having as our purpose to continue the Scouting tradition and to extend the Scouting trail out to the stars, do
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SE corner." We had been on our farm for the past half hour; the big boulder I had climbed up on was on it. We sat down on a fairly flat rock and looked around. Neither of us said anything for a while; we were both thinking the same thing: if this was a farm, I was my own great uncle. After a bit Dad muttered something. I said, "What did you say?" "Golgotha," he said out loud. "Golgotha, the place of skulls." He was staring straight ahead. I looked where he was looking; there was a boulder