Our Story Continues.....
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The trip would take several days, but no
one minded.  Grandpa had plenty of
things for the kids to do.  There were
video games, music on the stereo and
everyone liked to look through the ships’
telescope to see how far away from
home they were.
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“Fifteen minutes to landing.  Everyone
put on their seatbelts,” ordered Grandpa
through the ships’ speakers.  The landing
was a smooth one.
“Look!  There’s Uncle Philo and Aunt
Phoebe,” yelled Rosy.
“Welcome! Welcome!” greeted Philo and
Phoebe.  “Welcome to the Freenkert
Farm!”
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It had been a very good year for freenkerts.  The picking machines were bringing in fresh boxes for sale at the stand in front
of the farm. “I can’t wait to sink my teeth into one of those juicy little morsels!” laughed Bizby with anticipation. “Me neither!”
exclaimed Bruno.  “Yahoo!  No more ship’s food!”
“That’s enough out of you!  Especially coming from someone who emptied every refrigerator on the ship,” laughed Grandpa.
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“We get to sleep in the
bunkhouse,” said Rosy.  “I’ve got
dibs on a top bunk.”
“Me too,” hollered Bruno.
“Everyone put all your bags in
the bunkhouse and come into the
house for dinner,” said Aunt
Phoebe, who loved to have guests.
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Everyone stayed up late that
night and listened to Grandpa and
Uncle Philo tell space stories.
“I want to be a space pilot when
I grow up,” said George.
“Me too!” yelled all the rest of
the kids.