Once upon a time, there was a young astronaut named Spaceman Jack who loved everything there was to love about space. Spaceman Jack loved space so much, he spent more time in his spaceship than he did at home with his friends and family, usually coming back down to Earth for just two reasons: Firstly, if his father had asked him to come home for a special event like a birthday party or a family dinner. Or, if he merely needed to go to the bathroom, because unfortunately, his current spaceship was far too small to have one built inside of it.
Spaceman Jack’s travels began two years ago when he had heard that Earth was about to be destroyed by a giant meteor. Scientists from around the world were looking for people to take up the challenge of blowing up the meteor before it entered the Earth’s atmosphere and Spaceman Jack decided he was the one for the job. His mother always told him he could be anything he wanted, so he wrote them a letter and, at the age of six and without any training at all, The President officially crowned Spaceman Jack as the world’s youngest astronaut.
After he had single-handedly defeated the meteor and saved Earth from destruction, Spaceman Jack found he was enjoying being in space more and more and so he began making weekly trips. He enjoyed the silence of space and the control he had over what he did and when. There was no-one to tell him what to do, what to wear or how to act. The weekly trips soon became daily trips and, before anyone knew it, Spaceman Jack was spending most of his time in space.
There was always plenty to do in space. Spaceman Jack’s complicated space gadgets continuously needed fixing, there were new planets to be explored (and named!), but above all, there was just the pure joy of being alone and looking down at the Earth. At first, Spaceman Jack’s family thought it was great to be living with a hero, and they loved the stories he told about his daily adventures. As more time passed, however, they began to worry about the amount of time he dedicated to his research in outer space. What about his friends? What about his father and two sisters? Spaceman Jack was increasingly taking longer to come home from space and he was beginning to miss essential lessons at school. Spaceman Jack’s father knew how much space meant to him but also felt it was time for the young astronaut to come back down to Earth. Talking into their walkie-talkies, his dad asked Spaceman Jack to return home to discuss something extremely important.
When he finally returned, Spaceman Jack looked much happier than he had in many months. He was busy taking snacks out of the cupboard and putting them into his lunch box when his father asked him to sit down at the kitchen table. He wanted to tell his son all of the reasons that he wanted him to come home.
“But I’ve finally done it, Dad!” Spaceman Jack said sitting at the table with his lunch box.
“What have you done, little man?”
“I’ve finally finished my new rocket ship! It’s ready to go right now! I can now travel past all the space rocks that were stopping me from going way out into space, and now I can explore more than anyone else ever could!”
Spaceman Jack’s dad was growing concerned about the consequences of his son spending more time in space than he already was. Maybe there was a chance, however, that Spaceman Jack could learn more out there than he could at school. He was happier in space and he had already proven he was a terrific astronaut. Before his dad could think of any answers to these questions, Spaceman Jack had taken his lunchbox, ran outside and climbed into his brand-new rocket ship. His father ran after him, but his voice drowned out by the sounds of the engines as Spaceman Jack was readying the spaceship for lift-off. “I’ll come back home soon, Dad! I’m not sure how long I’ll be gone as there’s so much to see and do up there, and the world needs me!”
As his dad watched, Spaceman Jack put his new rocket into full power and blasted off into space, in search of his next adventure.