report from a small planet

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report from a small planet

he had kept the picture, the one in the train station of his first assignment. he had one of his assistants take it with a camera of the time, it was not very good or very clear. john had the picture taken of the four of them at their first drop off, john standing in a three-piece suit and hat was getting jane’s, dressed in a hat and coat looking like a librarian, while mike and cheryl circle around the back. they looked like all the others just milling around waiting for trains in the afternoon. the reports were computerized in a small notebook looking device that each handed off to john as they milled about the station. they would engage in this activity for the next ten years of the study.
commander john willis’ was in his first year in the imperial guard, following the family tradition of alien research for the empires’ science division. the planet was one the two most advanced of the sapiens planets, the one the inhabitants called earth. the planet occupants had made their first steps in space exploration, small expeditions to the space around their planet. he was excited to record the culture of a world that was beginning its first step to the stars. his three researchers, jane blackburn, mike alfred, both allyonians, and cheryl michaels a young scientist from one of the dog planets. it was his, mike, and cheryl’s first assignment, jane was the veteran of such things, and all looked forward to the study.
they were fitted with the usual camouflage devices that allowing them to pass as sapiens and blend into this race of aliens. they’re assignment placed them in the city named new york, and they pocessed the necessary credentials and identifications. jane was to be a nurse in a hospital located in a more suburban area of the city, while mike was placed in the banking business and cheryl was a secretary in a firm located on wall street. john collected the reports biweekly, in the building called grand central station.
each were placed in positions to give them access to the culture of this alien race. jane did the medical care of the planet, which all considered just a notch above barbaric. mike took observed financial dealings, cheryl, who deeply resented the patriarchal hierarchy of the planet, (hers was of course a matriarchal culture), observed the legal and social mores of the planet. for ten years they met in this station and gave the reports on the nation called america as it moved into the space realm.
john mused over the many great times they had, and how he and mike attributed the moral failings of the culture to the absence of an honor code similar to theirs on allyon. now he had a new mission, seems the earth craft voyager now ventured into interstellar space and needed to be marked and cataloged.

Submitted: February 13, 2020

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Report From a Small Planet

 

He had kept the picture, the one in the train station of his first assignment.  He had one of his assistants take it with a camera of the time, it was not very good or very clear. John had the picture taken of the four of them at their first drop off, John standing in a three-piece suit and hat was getting Jane’s, dressed in a hat and coat looking like a librarian, while Mike and Cheryl circle around the back. They looked like all the others just milling around waiting for trains in the afternoon.  The reports were computerized in a small notebook looking device that each handed off to John as they milled about the station. They would engage in this activity for the next ten years of the study.

Commander John Willis’ was in his first year in the Imperial Guard, following the family tradition of alien research for the Empires’ science division. The planet was one the two most advanced of the sapiens planets, the one the inhabitants called Earth.  The planet occupants had made their first steps in space exploration, small expeditions to the space around their planet.  He was excited to record the culture of a world that was beginning its first step to the stars. His three researchers, Jane Blackburn, Mike Alfred, both Allyonians, and Cheryl Michaels a young scientist from one of the dog planets. It was his, Mike, and Cheryl’s first assignment, Jane was the veteran of such things, and all looked forward to the study.

They were fitted with the usual camouflage devices that allowing them to pass as sapiens and blend into this race of aliens.  They’re assignment placed them in the city named New York, and they pocessed the necessary credentials and identifications. Jane was to be a nurse in a hospital located in a more suburban area of the city, while Mike was placed in the banking business and Cheryl was a secretary in a firm located on Wall Street. John collected the reports biweekly, in the building called Grand Central Station.

Each were placed in positions to give them access to the culture of this alien race. Jane did the medical care of the planet, which all considered just a notch above barbaric. Mike took observed financial dealings, Cheryl, who deeply resented the patriarchal hierarchy of the planet, (hers was of course a matriarchal culture), observed the legal and social mores of the planet. For ten years they met in this station and gave the reports on the nation called America as it moved into the space realm.

John mused over the many great times they had, and how he and Mike attributed the moral failings of the culture to the absence of an honor code similar to theirs on Allyon.  Now he had a new mission, seems the Earth craft Voyager now ventured into interstellar space and needed to be marked and cataloged.


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