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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Space (01/23/06)

TITLE: Our Final Frontier
By Terri Schuster
01/23/06


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Running up the stairs trying not to spill her hot drink, Robyn knew she wasnít late for the lecture but if one did not arrive early, all the prime seating was already occupied. It was hard enough to hear most speakers even with microphones, but Robyn heard from fellow classmates Professor Knight, who is the scheduled speaker, was a very soft spoken man. He was lecturing to students studying Astronomy and was a required assignment from Robynís Space, Stars and Man class. Another reason for her hurried pace involved Robynís passion to absorb any and all information on the Heavens, since childhood her eyes have been pulled upward in a search for enlightenment. Excitement radiated from her with a perky walk and permanent smile that seemed to never leave her lips. One could just tell by watching her flow, Robyn was genuinely happy to be there.

Professor Knight is being announced as the lecturer when suddenly a heavenly sounding hymn began to engulf the auditorium. The tones and pitches along with vibrations and other resonanceís Robynís not aware of made a musical composition of angelic rhythm. While the audience drifted in meditation their minds following notes that seem to be endless. Professor Knight appeared back on the stage, like magic almost startling some students back to reality. Then applause broke out and the hypnotic melody was nevermore.

Time seemed to evaporate, it was as if Robyn had fallen into a trance then a finger was snapped she awoke to realize the lecture was over and Professor Knight was shaking hands while conversing with colleagues, just a few feet away. With a sigh Robynís finger pushed the button on her tape recorder, it had become her practice to record all lectures she attended, it made note taking so much simpler. All the new knowledge energized her, the mountain of thought provoking scenarios presented today made Robynís mind spin in agony. Bouncing from one new bit of information to the next like a boomerang on its maiden voyage. I need to clear my mind she thought to herself, if I donít there wonít be any focus and I wonít comprehend anything the man said. By the time Robyn made it back to her home base she was back to her normal persona again.

The opening question asked by the Professor was, ďWhat does Space and its Heavenly infinity mean to you?Ē By the time this lecture is over he expected all of the students to have their own personal pictures painted with vivid imagination. Each of them was to write a paper on his question and turn it in to their respective Professors for their grade. Absolutely perfect Robyn thought as she flipped on her tape player to listen to the lecture another time. Itís the reason we are all here, our purpose is to imagine, for a mind without this ability would be dead. We were programmed in creation to use our minds to search out that which we do not know, to find that which we do not see, without imagination we would never advance. Inspired people need to move forward to occupy new space to seize new moments in time and make them their own, man needs the heavens to wish upon. For it is in this eternal space their God makes his home! How can we not long for knowledge and any tidbit of information on this place some call Space.

In a way it is mortal mans final frontier, he has explored dry land on all continents, the oceans are well on their way to being conquered as well which leaves the heavens, the only place man has not left his mark on. Trying hard we are, all countries are in on the Space Race, each with their own motives and missions that drive them into the depths abyss. Much is out there for us to see and learn however we must be careful not to interfere in matters which do not demand our attention. Man has for years proved we as a people are better at destroying beauty than we are at preserving it. Our track record speaks for itself, so we must be prudent in our care of that which is not ours. For it is the Lords House we are visiting when we venture from our world into Space, so take off your shoes if you go in, donít you think it would be a Sin to soil the Fathers House?!


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Jan Ackerson 01/30/06
The college lecture was a clever way to frame your thoughts about space. Work a bit on sentence structure--there are quite a few run-ons and a few fragments. Nice concluding paragraph.
Nina Phillips01/30/06
I enjoyed reading your story. Agree with Jan, especially about your conclusion and ending paragraph. I also agree with your ending paragraph personally. LOL God bless ya, littlelight
Lynda Schultz 01/31/06
Great potential, just some work needed on verb tenses, punctuation and sentence structure. (Isn't grammar a pain!) Keep writing.
dub W02/01/06
I can only repeat the above comments plus add, becareful with the tense shifts. Interesting article nonetheless.
Alexandra Wilkin02/04/06
Some great advice has already been given on grammer and sentance structure - it did not distract from the intelligent use of the setting and the clear voice with which it was told. Heaps of promise. God bless.