Today was unlike any other day in Coalwood, I woke up to the sounds of the miners in their heavy boots going to their shift. Mother was drinking coffee and pretending to paint, while Dad was already gone for work. I delivered the papers and talked to Reverend Richard this morning. He inspires me even when I didn't know I needed any inspiring. At school, I checked out a new book from the library on science-fiction from Bradbury. It's as if my teacher knew this- she assigned me something from F. Scott Fitzgerald today. My friends and I jumped into the coal carts today- I'm lucky the train didn't start again like it did that one time, mother rubbed my skin raw that night.
As Sputnik blinked across the star scattered sky, I was completely awe-struck. It left me in a trance the rest of the night, giving me dreams about building rockets for America. When I woke up the next morning I felt that being a school boy just wasn't enough. I gathered my friends and we decided to build a rocket! That night as we launched it from my mothers garden fence, it gave us an outcome we weren't looking for. And I'm sure that is not what my parents wanted either. Although, I found it interesting that mother did not get angry, she did not even give me a punishment! I wonder what she has in store for me...
Today I built a rocket. I gathered my friends and we perched our creation on my mothers garden fence. After we set off the rocket, instead of taking off like we expected, it blew my mothers fence sky high, throwing it into the air in a flaming vortex of ridiculous movement. I l know I have caused more trouble for our family, and now I await my trial. My mother is very good at deciding which punishments fit our crimes.
The Alpha III
I enjoy my time living in Coalwood. After hearing about other mining towns I know that Coalwood is as close to a perfect town as it can get. Other towns have strikes and violence while our town of Coalwood has a loyal hardworking workforce that couldn't ever think of leaving.
My father is one of these hardworking men and he has shown me what hard work can do.
I notice however, that my mother is not the same way. She doesn't see the mine in as positive a light as the rest of the men in the family do. I've yet to figure out what her true feelings about the mine are.
I can't believe it!! Today Russia launched a satellite into space. I am so angry because I thought that America would be the one to do it first, but they beat us to it. I heard it on the radio in the morning. It is called Sputnik and it is going to orbit around the earth and make all sorts of fascinating calculations that America could have made too, but was just to late. I am excited to hear what people at school have to say about it.
Russia's recent launching of Sputnik into space has made me consider dozens of new things.. For one, how could America not get to space first? At first, I was outraged and astonished that our scientists are behind those of Russia's. Now, I feel a strong determination to make something of myself, so I can be someone like Dr. von Braun and work on further space discoveries for America. For this first time, I can see a future for myself outside of this tiny town of Coalwood and its miners. This is why I've decided to build a rocket- I've got to start somewhere so I can learn everything there is to know, but I might as well take that Life magazine's instructions and put them to the test. Tonight, my friends and I launch it.
Today began like any other day. Coal mines in the distance, the loud thundering of workers. My same old newspaper route. And although I know this routine like the back of my hand, I am also very happy with my life. I am extremely fond of Coalwood, and all its history. I am fascinated with the history of Coalwood, how I am apart of the town thats sole purpose is to provide coal. It's intense and grueling and I love it. My friends and I sometimes pretend to be coalminers just to a glimpse on what its like to be the star of the show, the show being Coalwood itself. I think part of my lust for adventure and purpose comes from my vast reading selection. From Verne to Fitzgerald I have read every adventure story out there. And it only inspires me more, perhaps thats where I got my interest in rockets from.
With not much to do here in Coal Wood I have some how found ways to entertain my wondering mind, one of my favorite things to do is read. Ever since elementary school I had always been fascinated in learning new things not make believe Fairy tales and heroes who save the world but people who know about the real world. My friends and I also find it more than entertaining to reenact what we see the miners doing, following them down the street and even going as far as to explore abandoned mines that ran out of the precious coal our small town thrives on. I now just recently found an interest in rockets and plan to spend time learning about those.
The Alpha III
I think it's fascinating how the coal miners live out their lives. Every morning I wake up to the clinking of their lanterns and shovels. I join my friends and sometimes we march with them. I'd love to see what it's like inside the mine.
I am becoming a little concerned though, I can tell that my mother isn't as supportive of the coal mining lifestyle as my father is. As far as I can tell, she's the only one that is different in Coaltown, the only one that doesn't quite fit in.
I love my town. I feel lots of pride for my town, I do! So I don't fully understand why my mom does not see things the same way. She seems different than everyone else here in this small town , and she want better for me than being a miner. The problem is that I do not know if I can even make a rocket by myself. On top of that, now I have all of this pressure to step up and make my father see me as more than what he thinks of me now.Honestly I don't even think that that is possible! My father is so set on helping Jim, he hasn't even considered me as a person probably! Hearing my moms words of confidence and encouragement, has slightly boosted my self esteem and confidence that I can do this! I do know a lot about the whole Sputnik thing, probably more than anyone in this town!
Speaking of Sputnik, how amazing is that?! I find it so fascinating, but also terrifying. Its all I can think about lately. I cant help but wondering if what everyone is saying is true, how it's terrible that Russia beat us to it and how awful it is that they can now hover over us.
Today Russians launched the Sputnik in space, and I am shocked that America didn't get there first. Although this was insane news, it inspired me to think of building a rocket! I am not very interested in sports, and don't have the physical abilities to be a miner, which is why I am very excited to try rocket building. I can see myself doing this and possibly making my father and mother proud. I know I am not their favorite, but I want to impress them. I love Coal Wood, but I am not fit to be a miner like my father.
I've always loved to read because I've never been good at much else, my eyesight is terrible and I'm too small to play football like my brother Jim. So, I turned to books at a young age because they've served as an escape to an alternate reality. One of adventure and science. Despite this, I've never been able to really guess where I was going, what my future would be like. I couldn't picture myself anywhere except for this tiny town of Coalwood. I guess in the back of my head I always thought I would just work in the mines, or stay here and do something else... Mom is unhappy here, I can tell. I know from the painting she has of the beach, the way she sits so she can't see the mine, how much she loves her roses because they brighten up this coal dust covered town. I wonder if I would become like her, miserable, not knowing if I could have done something else with my life. That's why when Sputnik launched into space and I myself launched into the world of nonfiction science, of reading the newspapers instead of my books, I realized what I could pursue in life. People like Dr. von Braun, who create things and discover things that could help the world, are what I want to be. Now that I can see myself away from this town, I was inspired to build my rocket and have an inkling that this one won't be the last one I create.
With the recent advancements Russia has had in the space race has inspired my friends and I to create our own rocket. Although it may not be space bound like the Russians is it is still a start. The first launch of the rocket was a massive failure, we were obviously unprepared and didn't think of the consequences that could happen if it failed. One of which was the likely hood of my mothers rose garden bursting into flames, which ended up happening. Expecting my mother to create some humiliating form of punishment I received encouragement to continue to build my rockets and to prove to my father that I am good for something. Although the rocket was a failure what I took away from the experience was far better.
I have just finished the launch of my rocket. It was so exciting. I can only hope my mother doesn't get angry. Maybe, someday, I can get out of this town and launch a real rocket into space and be an American hero and beat the Russians. That'll show Jim who's boss!
My mom put her arm around me today! almost like a hug. She thinks that my only shot of getting a future away from mining is to built a rocket and prove to my father that i am worthy of a different future. I think that it may prove difficult to get my father to see me in a different light.
I am very interested in what is happening right now with the Space Race, and there are many that are scared of the Russians now that they have "beat" America to space.
I am not afraid, at least I don't think I am. I do have faith that America will be able to catch up.
I know that according to my father, my brother is the best at everything, but I am gaining confidence that I can built the rocket by myself. After all, No one in this town knows about rockets and such better than me. I really love Coalwood, but I wonder if my mother is right about my future. What she is saying makes sense, but I would rather not believe that my beloved town is slowly dying. My mom seems to be the only one with opinions on Coalwood that lean rather negative. She doesn't fit in with everyone else, but that is not a bad thing. Who knows? Her words might be the only sane ones in the town.
With all of this newly found stress about my future and career and work, I still have to juggle the social aspects of my school life. Friends, activities, sports...girls.
I will do my best to work things out, Sonny
Today, the Coalhicans decided to raid the mine. We attacked the workers that came in and out of the mine. Some of them were returning fire. I was having fun until i was scolded at the dinner table about how the mine is for work and not playing around. The next day, we ambushed my older brother and his group of cowboys. We had a big mock battle until a cowboy climbed a tree and a branch broke. The cowboy broke his arm and we dragged him back to the doctor
The Alpha III
I have just watched the Soviet Satellite fly across the sky. It's simply amazing to think that it's possible to launch something all the way into space. My parents can't believe the Soviets were able to do it and others are calling it a disgrace to our country. I for one am more astonished at the fact that it can be done.
I now know that when I grow up I want to design rockets and launch them into space.
Launching the rocket made me realize how passionate I was about the Space Race and Rockets in general, and even though it was not entirely successful the first time around, I will try my best to built a rocket and make my father proud, as impossible as it seems.
Thinking of how much the world in general has progressed with technology involving space and rockets, makes me so enthusiastic thinking about how it can grow. I definitely want to be a part of this improvement in our future!
My father, now being the head of the Coalwood industry, is currently loaded with work and responsibilities for his new position, yet he still manages to make me feel worthless and immature.
T'ill tomorrow, Sonny
I was expecting my mom to be upset from the fence and explosion. Imagine what the neighbors are saying, how her precious roses are burning.. But her reaction surprised me. At first, I was confused. Why wasn't she mad? Mom wants me to continue building rockets, to keep trying and testing my ideas. She told me that she wants me to do well, to be able to get out of this "dying" town. Like I said in previous journal entries, I've never really thought about my future before. But now that I think about it, and Mom has confirmed these things, I don't want to become a worker for dad. There's nothing I love that can be found in mining, let alone sitting at a desk in an office. So, for Mom's sake as well as my own, I'm going to continue trying to build rockets to dig myself out of this town.
The Alpha III
I find in fascinating that we are able to launch a rocket into space and have a satellite detach and orbit around the globe. Who knows how long sputnik will orbit, for all I know it may orbit for all of eternity. Soon America will launch our own satellite and it will orbit and serve as a symbol of American power.
I can't help but imagine myself as one of the people in charge of designing these rockets. How fascinating it would be to work with these pioneers, these heroes of technology.
I can't believe those damn Russians launched a satellite before us! This is science fiction in reality and we weren't the ones to make it happen It's disappointing but I still have to admire the Russians for being so speedy about building this space craft. Boy would it be great if I could build satellites one day...or maybe something better than a satellite. I don't know what it is yet but I'm gonna build it. I have too, for America!
Boy, that Dorothy Plunk sure is the most beautiful girl I ever did see! I wish i had a bit more courage to talk to her though. I don't think she'd ever want to be seen with me though. Well at least I got to be her science partner today... even if she did run out of the room to, well, throw up. But still I said hi to her and that's an accomplishment with in itself! I wanna make that girl my wife one day.
Gosh, my brother sure is a pill! He keeps saying I'm a sissy for being in the band and that only real men play football. Well, I don't care for whatever Jim thinks, I bet he's had a bunch of concussions from ramming into those jocks on the field, so it must be slowing his brain. Anyways I actually like the band. It's fun and a lot safer than football. Oh and Dorothy plays in the band too.
Yesterday night I saw the most beautiful and glorious thing, sputnik. It was so amazing as it glided across the sky, I will never forget it. It has inspired me to create a rocket of my own. I am going to get all my friends over to my house after school and we will make the rocket. I am so excited! Just the idea of watching our rocket blasting off excites me. I can't wait to start working on it .
I am so excited! Not only did Mom let me off without punishment after the explosion; she has also encouraged me to build a real rocket. Perhaps that will earn my father's respect. I don't know exactly how to do it, but I'm sure Roy Lee will have an idea.
The Alpha III
Now that I've seen Sputnik, I know I can do something with my life. While my brother is stuck mining for coal here in Coaltown, I will be building rockets that reach the stars. Once I build these rockets I can show that I'm a hero too.
My brother will no longer have a reason to make fun of me and I'll never have to worry about fighting him and breaking my ribs.
Yesterday we launched our rocket. It was such a beautiful sight, but it left some pretty bad damage. It destroyed my mom's rose garden fence completely. Mom had a talk with me about the whole thing yesterday and I am still trying to understand some of it. She told me that Coalwood was dying and that I was going to have to get out of here. She said that I should build a real rocket to prove dad wrong and to prove that I won't end up working at the mine as just a clerk. It may take a long time, but I will build a rocket.
I am so excited to build my rocket! I have some ideas for how it could be done. I expect O'Dell can find the materials for the body of the thing. Now all I have to do is find something to make a real explosion. The more I think about this the more I hope we don't launch this one near any important fences. Maybe if make it fly really, really high, I just might impress Dorothy. Maybe then Dad would be proud of me, and Mom too. I like to imagine the look on Jim's face if I were to sweep up some attention in this town.
-Homer Hickam, Jr.
I better get started on building a successful rocket or else everyone will be disappointed in me....well most of them are already disappointed in me, but I am more so talking about my mother. stupid Jim has been proving him to my father since he was born, but this is the only chance for me to be able to.
With everything going on with the space race and all the things with Russia, it is easy to be excited about building a rocket. This is all so crazy and amazing that we as the world have come this far in technology. Just imagine how things are going to change in the future!!! So what that Jim can catch a ball, tackle another person, get all his teachers to like him! I found what I'm passionate about and that's enough...right? I mean whats the point if my dad cant be impressed? i will stay in this town, not be able to go to college, and I will end up being a miner. Like everyone else. Yep. That is whats gonna happen, because how on earth am I going to impress my dad? his standards for me are in the negatives for me.
No. I am not going to let myself drown in self doubt. I am going to built a rocket that will fly up into the sky, it will blow everyone's minds away!!! It'll be the talk of the century! I know a lot about this subject, I can do this. It is not like no one believes in me, mom said so herself she knows I can do it. And as for dad, sure he seems heartless...like really heartless, but deep down he loves me...ok that's going too far. He probably believes in me deep down. Deep deep deep down.
Imagining that beautiful glorious Sputnik in my mind really helps me push through this. Seeing it made me feel passionate, determined, and amazed. i will get through this, I am not alone.
One day, Mom woke me up. She seemed concerned and told me to listen to the radio. It was talking about the Russians launching Sputnik 1. The launch was successful. I can't believe the Soviets beat us for the first satellite. I bet the high schools there are better than the ones here in America
Mom wants me to build more rockets but I have no idea where to start! I embarrassed myself with the last rocket I launched and I don't want to embarrass myself again! Hopefully I will be able to learn how to build a rockert the right way!
This time we did it. Jim and I. we got in another fight. but this time it was bad, like really bad. We fight all the time but not like this. I think i might've broken a rib too. my bike fell on top of Jim's, i didn't know of course. But that doesn't matter he started yelling at me and it all escalated from there and we ended up breaking furniture and the door screen and pots. Of course mom doesn't know because if we tell her we'll be grounded for months. So now every time i breathe my ribs hurt. this sucks!
The Alpha III
I'm beginning to detect that my parents have different views of me. My father sees me as a disappointment, a near-sighted weak teenager while he sees my brother as a strong mirror image of himself that is deserving of the family name. My mother on the other hand is able to see past my near-sightedness and lack of athletic ability and focus on my other abilities. Soon I will graduate high school and go on to build rockets just like my heroes and show my father than I'm not a disappointment.
The Alpha III
I'm somewhat glad that my dad spends so much time at the mine, it means he's distracted from me and the disappointment that I am to him. Hopefully the space race between the USA and the Soviets will cause him to have more respect for me and my interests.
This rocket building has caused me a lot of trouble already. The whole town knows about it, calling me Rocket Boy and picking fights, teasing me. But I'm still determined for some reason to continue pursuing rocket building. I think it's probably due to my mom, along with my overall love for science and fascination with the current space race. My parents have such contrasting views of me. My father sees me as a disappointment, a near-sighted, weak little boy who doesn't hold any future expect for one in the mines. He sees my brother as a strong, talented star. I noticed this in the parade, when father watched and cheered on Jim but turned away to talk to someone when I marched up. However, my mother has always been able to see past my near-sightedness and lack of athletic ability, to focus on my other abilities. I want to help her prove my father wrong, and make her proud. So I'll continue the rockets even despite the teasing, for her sake. Besides, with father's recent health issues, which I discovered from eavesdropping, makes me realize how much mother and father disagree.
My mother wants me to build a rocket. She thinks that the only way for me to escape Coalwood is to impress my father enough that he'll let me go to college, and after I made a rocket that blew up in the yard she decided that building a working rocket is the way to impress him. It'll be hard, but I think my friends and I can do it.
My mom really wants to build a rocket. Even after I destroyed her fence she wants me to purse in my dream. I think its because Dad is a miner and everyone in Coalwood is a miner. Dad doesn't seem supportive at all because he isn't interested in science. All he cares about is mining and if he ever has time for the kids he talks to Jim. Jim is my brother and he is super athletic and on the football team so my dad likes him. I'm just happy that mom is supportive of me.
Unfortunately, I turned to Quentin for advice on how to build a rocket. He knows everything, it's amazing. Surprisingly, we both share the common goal of wanting to get out of this town and build a future for ourselves, hopefully one in Cape Canaveral building rockets. It's sort of strange, everyone in the town has started supporting my idea to build rockets, besides dad, of course. They all surreptitiously think that Coalwood can't last forever, but my dad doesn't entertain thoughts like those. Anyways, Quentin has been a lot of help to me. He talks strangely but he knows more than I do, creating some sort of explosive chemical mixture for our rockets. It's crazy how he's taught me that even failures hold knowledge. Dad protests from our rocket launching, thinking that we'll blow up the town and nothing more. Luckily, mom keeps dad at bay and encourages us.
I can't believe I told the whole town I was gonna build another rocket. There is no way I'm getting out of this now. I have no idea how to build a rocket and with the whole town waiting to see if I'm successful I hope I don't embarrass myself. I hope with this foray into rocketry I can finally show my dad that I'm worth something.
The Alpha III
I've found myself so inspired by the launch of the Sputnik satellite and all that surrounds space travel that I brought my friends together and we built a rocket ship! We used an old flashlight to hold our cherry bomb propellant and a model plane fuselage to build our rocket. It wasn't necessarily a success but I'm sure that all other scientists' rockets weren't successful on their first try.
I'm surprised that my mom wasn't very mad after we blew up her fence. Surely I'll be punished at some point.
We have begun testing out our rockets. I've named the first four Auk l, ll, lll, and lV. Auk is kind of me saying thanks to Quentin, because although he does annoy me and drive me crazy, he has been a huge help. And it was all worth it when we saw our rockets fly in the air. Even though it was only 6-10 feet, and went all sorts of directions, it still flew! It was amazing to see something we made fly. Although it wasn't much, it was still progress. Unfortunately, my father doesn't think the same about the rockets. In fact, after looking at the mess of steel the rocket turned into after it's flight, he called me a thief. He also is now on the prowl for whoever helped me. This was the last thing I wanted. Mr. Bykovski was nothing but helpful and I will do anything for him not be punished for something I asked him to do.
I just attempted to shoot off my first rocket. Let's just say that it failed miserably. I thought it would be a good idea to put the rocket on our fence. It blew the fence to smithereens. My dad isn't very happy, but somehow my mom is not to mad about it. She wants me to build more.
Yesterday I was on the bus going to school when Buck started to make fun of my friends and I about making our rocket. I responded with a witty comment and then we both go kicked off the bus. This whole rocket thing has really gotten out of hand, especially since I told some people that I was going to build another rocket. I don't know what I am going to do about this whole thing. I don't know how I am supposed to build a rocket all by myself.
The Alpha III
Using Quentin's knowledge of rocketry, we've begun to build our Auk series of rockets. Like the bird, they've yet to fly though according to quentin we've learned a great deal about the amount of fuel to use and the materials we need. So far the most successful launch we've hit literally landed on my father's doorstep, at least part of its flight was straight.
Yesterday Mr. Dubonnet came over to our house and was arguing with my dad. I did't hear that much because they went outside but they got really angry at each other. They were using some really bitter voices to talk to each other. That is not all. Later that night, after Mr Dubonnet left, I overheard mom and dad talking. Dad said that he had a spot in his lungs about the size of a dime. I am a little confused because I always thought that he was strong and nothing could ever effect him, I guess I was wrong.
We have made four rockets, each going higher then the last. They all crashed eventually, and the fourth one crashed by the railroads and my father found out it was made from materials from the mining company. He is extremely angry.
On a separate note, Quintons knowledge is extremely helpful and I think we will soon be successful. Each rocket we build gets better then the last and I am optimistic we will get one to work.
Today was an amazing day. but my father doesn't appear to think so. My rocket finally worked! well it's not finished yet, but when we launched it it flew much farther than i anticipated! that i call a success. but the rocket went straight to the mines and hit the side of my father's office chipping the wall. then he figured out me and quentin have been borrowing materials from the mines to build the rockets and called us thieves! really! Not like they were using it so why can't I put it to good use.
A few weeks ago the race to launch the first rocket into space , between America and Russia had been trudging on, until the sight of Russia's rocket crossing over coalwood flawed before my eyes. That was defiantly an amazing sight. The first ever rocket to be launched into space. I had to try and do it myself. For once i felt like I have purpose and are useful for something. The only one who seems to think differently is my father. From day one he has never really supported me and the hobbies I have. He has always wanted me to be like my brother, and to go into the mining industry, but thats just not my passion. Even though it would be nice to please everybody, thats just not really reasonable. I just need to pursue my passions and make something of myslef.
So I have begun to build my rockets. The first one was a definite fail. In fact it ended up lighting the fence on fire. Seeing how my father already doesn't really agree with me building rockets, he was definently not happy about this. But luckily I can always count on my mom. She would never say anything to father but she has always believed in me, and thats nice to know. I think that she agrees that this place needs some change. And she's happy that Im being different. The only thing people in coalwood has ever known is to go into the mining industry. My father was so desperate for me to go into the mining industry that he said I could a secretary.
The Alpha III
Although I wish they were successful, I'm somewhat glad that America's answer to Sputnik didn't work on it's first try. At least now that I'm not alone in unsuccessful rocket launches. If the world's smartest scientists can hardly get theirs off the ground, then I'm not doing so bad after all.
Hopefully my father will see this at some point and realize the effort that me and my friends are putting into this is not for waste.
My friends and I have officially created our rocket club. It is called Big Creek Missile Agency. I am the leader, O'Dell is in charge of supplies, Roy Lee will handle transportation, Sherman is in charge of the rocket range, and Quentin is the scientist. I am really excited about this. If we can pull this off dad will finally understand how I can build rockets and he will maybe like me more. Not only that but the whole Coalwood would look up at us, the first boys in Coalwood to build a rocket.
The Rocket Boys have discovered a dangerous but prodigious new propellant we're calling Rocket Candy. As America continues making progress in space technology, we're doing that here too. Maybe someday we'll really leave the town, but for now we just look through a friend's telescope and that is good enough.
I'm a little scared but very excited to try the new propellant.
I'm so glad that Dad reconsidered his punishment to me. Being an outlawed club was fun for a short time, but if I had gotten into any more trouble, it wouldn't have been fun at all. Now that Dad is letting us use an old slack dump far enough from the town to not disturb anyone, it's time to really get to work, by creating a launch pad and a blockhouse. I guess I can credit this to mom, who was surely being Reverend Lanier's sermon on Sunday. Like always, she has my back and wants me to succeed. I'm glad I can count on her and that she believes in me, because Dad almost always does the opposite. It's like she has to support me enough for two, herself and Dad. I'm also glad that Mr. Bykovski didn't get fired, because being fired in this town is practically a death sentence; what would he have done without a job? I wish he didn't have to work in the mines, it's dangerous down there, but he doesn't seem to mind, and had even made me four more Auks from before. I'm so thankful for him.
i think my dad is the worst dad on the planet! None of my friends got in trouble at all after our rocket went to the mining company, except me! Dad came home and threw away all my chemicals to make my black powder! the chemicals i bought with my own money that i earned by delivering news paper early in the morning! so now I have nothing to make my rockets fly with. it's over. it's all over. because my father doesn't believe that i can ever be anything other than a clerk. my life is ruined.
My father said I was not allowed to make anymore rockets after my last one landed in front of his office. Thankfully my mother disagreed and convinced him to let me continue building rockets. He is only letting me do it if I do it where it doesn't disturb anyone in town. I think this is a fair deal and agreed. I can thank my mom for changing his mind, he has been pretty supportive and wants me to get out of Coalwood.
The Alpha III
Hopefully my Mom is able to convince Homer to reconsider his position on my rockets. The BCMA is a valuable exercise for me that I personally find more interesting and enriching than Jim's equivalent of football. Not only will I develop knowledge and teamwork but I can also do it without fear of injury. Surely Homer can come to reconsider and see just how important Rocketry is to me.
Today was a very eventful and surprising day. It began with the church service as did a usual Sunday, I was surprised to here the sermon referencing to us rocket boys. At first it was about the misdeeds we have done and that we should try to stop from continuing down that path, but then it took a turn and referenced to my dad and others who where against us to be more open about the ideas and nurture them. Then after the service My dad took me to an amazing new launch site for the rockets that is out of range from the town. I know deem this place Cape Coal wood.
I am so glad that my dad is letting me build rockets outside of the town! I think that rocket building should be valued the same as football or mining, which is why I don't understand why my father still doesn't care what I do. I think he'll come around and eventually start supporting me.
I am so happy! Everything is going super well and I feel like that my dad is being more supportive in me building rockets. Before he used to yell at me for launching rockets, but now he seems fine with it. He also gave me a spot to launch rockets and it's a spot where nothing will get exploded. The BCMA is getting really big. Lots of people are wanting to join and each one of them has so much to offer for the club. If we are getting this big it gives me a bit more relaxation. I won't get as much pressure if there are people who can help me.
The Alpha III
I'm really hoping that my Dad eventually finds something he likes about my rockets and allow me to continue building them with my friends. Maybe the church will have something to say about it. Afterall, everyone else in the town is talking about our rockets, for good or for worse I'm not quite sure.
My Father finally agreed to let me build rockets! Even though it took the church to change his mind, I am still grateful that my father will not reprimand me for building rockets. Now I can work on rockets as much as I please! I'm finally able to chase my dream and go to college and get out of Coalwood and to meet Mr. Von Braun! I can finally start my life and reach for my goals and dreams!
I am so very happy that I finally have my fathers support, without it I don't know how far I could get. Though he's not necessarily encouraging rockets he has decided to allow them and lend me supplies, that was all I needed. I have a place to launch rockets, supplies to build the launch pad and the blockhouse and my father even agreed to let me use the company machines to build rockets. Know that nothing is holding me back I can redirect all of my focus towards getting the right chemical mixtures, and the right shapes and sizes of my rockets. Now I can finally build my rockets with nothing holding me back.
When I heard that Homer wanted to take me to the mines I was completely appalled. I am not sure exactly why he has taken a sudden interest in me, but it sure is less stressful. In fact, my life has been going pretty great lately. Things with the rockets, with girls, and weirdly with Homer. And whats even weirder is the football kids aren't as popular as they used to be. I don't really know whats going on but I sure am enjoying it. Even though all these good things are happening, my main priority is still the rockets. I want to make serious progress with them, and the farther we go and the more we make, it motivates me even more. My team and I have developed systems and have really formed a good bond with each other.
My dad has been strange these past few weeks. He invited me to the mines, which I felt was a huge honor. He's usually not so open and inclusive with me, so I felt like it was important when he offered to show me what he's so passionate about and has dedicated his life to. But I knew he was disappointed when after the tour, I still wanted to be a space engineer, not a mining engineer. I think he was hoping for me to change my mind and chose to stay in Coalwood, and become a company man like he's always wanted. He hasn't given me any opportunities to make it up to him. But, he's been letting more and more slide, giving me more company materials for my rockets, even though he won't openly talk about it with me. I wonder if this is a sign he's accepted that I don't want to work in the mines.
After such a long time of no support and disappointment, I think my dad might just be coming around. I think he has realized that mining isn't going to last forever and its just not for everyone. I think one of his major turning points was realizing that Jim was going to play foot ball for a living and mining probably won't be around by the time Jim is ready to decide his future, so he has to do something else. To be honest I don't really think he would have came around towards me unless it had to do with Jim.. I could be wrong and full of myself but ever since Jim got turned down for the football scholarship, he suddenly came around,
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I'm glad my dad is finally supporting me in building my rockets. I still think he would provide more attention to Jim if he were building rockets, but finally having a permanent launchpad and blockhouse makes it seem all the more real. Almost like we're watching over Cape Canaveral with Dr. Von Braun himself.
With the support of Mrs. Riley and Mr. Hartsfield, we've begun to develop new fuel and stability systems for our rockets. If our success continues we might even be able to compete in the science fair, but I think it will be a long time before we are ready.
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I can tell that my dad wants to bond more with me so that I understand him and he understands me. I feel as though he wants to understand me so that he knows why I love rockets so much and what I plan in my future because of these goals. Personally I dont want to let the boys down as they know that we will acheive if we try hard enough. This is how I personally feel on this topic and how to deal with it for a good cause.