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“Fuel tanks full … Booster rockets set … Crew standing by … Systems are all cleared and ready to go. Prepare to launch,” I tell Will Fishman, my best friend and first mate.
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One of the coolest things about third grade, besides having Ginger Curtis as our teacher for the second year in a row, and studying space, is having a humongous table full of Legos in our classroom.
“Five, four, three, two, one, zero … Lift off!” me and Will shout together as our spacecraft leaves the launchpad and quickly soars upward.