He did not go to bed that night. He put all his things into a bag, sat in an armchair and waited. Midnight came, and went. At two o’clock in the morning he went down the stairs and out of the house.
It was a cold night and Joey looked up at the moon in the sky.
‘Are you a lucky moon?’ he said, smiling. ‘Joey’s lucky moon?’
He walked to Goldman’s shop and looked round. Nobody was in the street. He took a small hammer from his coat pocket and broke the glass in the shop door. The he put his hand through and opened the door.
Joey moved quickly into the shop. He closed the door behind him and put his bag on the floor. Then he walked quietly across the shop to the door into the back room, opened it, and went through. It was dark, but the moonlight came through the window, and Joey could see the big cupboard.
The little hammer soon opened the cupboard. There were a lot of books and papers inside; some of the papers fell out on to the floor.
‘Who’s there?’
Joey did not move. Only his eyes moved, looking around the room. Then a door at the back of the room opened, and Theo Goldman came in with an oil lamp. He saw Joey.
‘What--!’ he began.
Joey jumped across the room, grabbed the old man’s arm, and pulled it up behind his back. Then he held the hammer in front of Goldman’s face.
‘Where’s the money?’ he said. ‘Tell me!’
‘M-money?’ Goldman said. ‘What – what money? There isn’t any money.’
‘Yes, there is,’ Joey said. ‘You told Webber about it in the pub. A hundred pounds or more. Where is it?’
Goldman said nothing.
‘Tell me,’ Joey said, ‘or I’m going to break your arms! First one arm, and then the other one. Where is it?’
Goldman tried to pull his arm away. He made small angry noises, but no words came out.
Joey held the hammer in front of Goldman’s eyes. ‘Tell me! Or this hammer goes into your face!’
‘All right! All right! It – it’s under the floor,’ Goldman said. ‘Under the cupboard.’
Joey pushed the old man across to the cupboard. ‘Get it,’ he said. ‘Now!’
The old man put the oil lamp on the floor and pulled the cupboard away from the wall. Then he got between the cupboard and the wall and pulled up some of the floor. There was a small box under the floor and Goldman got it out.
Joey grabbed the box from the old man’s hands, and Goldman got it out.
Joey smiled.
‘I know you!’ Goldman said suddenly. ‘You live at Albert Webber’s house!’
‘Albert who?’ said Joey. ‘Don’t now him.’
He began to take the money out of the box and pushed it into the pockets of his coat.
‘Yes, you do! You live in his house,’ Goldman said. ‘Albert told me about you. You’re—‘
‘Be quiet!’ Joey said. ‘All right, so you know me. But nobody’s going to find me.’ He laughed. ‘I can get a long way away with this money.’
All the money from Goldman’s box was now in Joey’s pockets. He gave Goldman a little push. ‘Now, get back in your bedroom and stay there.’
He pushed him again. ‘Go on! Get moving!’
The old man began to walk across the room with the oil lamp. Suddenly, he turned and hit Joey on the head with the lamp.
‘Aaagh!’ cried Joey.
The lamp broke and fell on the floor, next to the papers from the cupboard. The oil from the lamp ran across the floor, carrying the flames to the papers.
Goldman tried to run into the shop but Joey jumped on him and the two of them fell to the floor. The old man’s head hit the wall. After that, hi did not move.
Joey heard the noise of the flames before he saw them. He looked behind him. The flames were big, and were already halfway up the legs of table.
Joey jumped to his feet and ran through the shop. He found his bag by the front door, went out into the street and began to run again. At the end of the street, he stopped and looked back.
There were now flames in the shop window, and black smoke came from the shop door. He thought about the old man on the floor in the back room – but only for a second.
Then he turned and ran again.
Two days later, on Wednesday 10th April, 1912, Joey was in Southampton, with thousands of other people. They came to see the new ship there – the biggest and fastest ship in the world. It was the day of its first voyage across Atlantic to New York, carrying more than two thousand people.
Some of the people in Southampton that day were the ship’s passengers. Some of them just came to looked at the wonderful new ship.
And there it was! Joey was a happy young man. He was a passenger, with a ticket in his pocket – a ticket to New York! Life was good, he thought.
‘Joey’s lucky got me the money for my ticket!’ he said, laughing. ‘And
Joey’s luck is taking me to America. This is the end of my life!’
On the first page of The Daily Mirror: Late in the night of 14th April the Titanic hit an iceberg in the North Atlantic. It sank quickly, and by the next day the ship was under the sea. Hundreds of people are dead or missing.......
Joey Kerrigan arrived in London in January 1912. He did not have a place to stay.
‘It doesn’t matter,’ he thought, smiling. ‘Joey’s luck is going to find me a room.’
Joey thought a lot about luck. ‘One day I’m going to be rich,’ he told everybody. ‘Lucky people get rich, and I’m lucky.’
After a lot of walking, he found a room I n a house. It was near Tower Bridge. The room wasn’t very big but it was cheap. The landlord’s name was Mr. Webber. He looked Joey up and down.
‘What’s your name?’ he said. ‘Where are you from?’
‘Joey, Joey… Smith,’ Joey said. ‘I’m from Ireland.’
‘Well, you can have the room,’ Webber said, ‘but I want two weeks’ money now.’
‘I’ve only got one week’s money,’ Joey said.
‘And tomorrow’s Sunday,’ Webber said. ‘You can’t find a work on a Sunday. So when can you give me the second week’s money?’
Joey smiled with his mouth but not his eyes. ‘I can find work,’ he said. ‘I’m lucky. Good things happen to me. It’s called Joey’s lucky.’
On Sunday Joey stayed in bed all morning and in the afternoon he went for a walk. After an hour, he took a bag from a woman in Fleet Street.
The woman shouted, ‘Stop! Stop!’
But Joey was now fifty metes away, and there were no other people near.
Joey laughed and ran down a little street, then between two tall buildings down to the river.
He stopped and opened the bag. There was some money in it, but not very much. He took the money out, then put the bag into the river.
Later that day, he walked past a bookshop. There were lots of people there, looking at books, and Joey moved carefully between them. For a second he stood behind a fat man, then moved quietly away. The man did not feel Joey’s hand in his back pocket, but the man’s wallet was now inside Joey’s shirt.
It was a big, fat wallet, and when he got back to the house, he gave the landlord the second week’s money for the room.
‘You found work on s Sunday?’ Webber said. ‘Where? Who with?’
Joey smiled. ‘I told you, I’m lucky. Joey’s luck!’
For the nest three months, Joey Kerrigan walked the streets of London most days. He stole handbags from women, or things from shops, and he took wallets from men’s pockets. One morning at the beginning of April, he took a wallet from the pocket of an old man with a red face. Joey was usually a very good pickpocket – people never knew anything about it.
But not that morning. The man with the red face was quick. He turned, saw Joey, and shouted.
‘Hey! You! That’s my wallet! Come back here!’
But Joey was a good runner too. In two seconds he was round the corner into another street, then round another corner, and then he jumped onto a bus.
‘Joey’s luck!’ Joey said, laughing.
There was more luck for Joey that week. He first learned about Theo Goldman’s money in a pub near his landlord’s house. Webber went to the pub most evenings and sat with his friend, Goldman.
Goldman had a shop not far from the pub. He bought and sold a lot of different things – tables, chairs, beds, clocks, watches, books, pictures…
When Joey went into the pub that evening, he saw Webber and Goldman at a table near the window. There were a lot of people in the pub. Joey bought a drink, then found a chair near Webber and Goldman. They did not see him. Joey sat with his back to them, and listened.
‘But I need money to buy things when people bring them in,’ Goldman said.
‘Some money, yes,’ Webber answered. ‘But a hundred pounds or more? And in the shop? No, no, Theo!’
‘It’s not in the shop,’ Goldman said. ‘It’s in my room at the back.’
‘Do you have a good place to put it?’ Webber said.
Goldman laughed. ‘A very good place,’ he said.
Joey sat with his drink, thinking. He knew Goldman’s shop because it was in the same street as Webber’s house. Joey often walked past it.
‘A hundred pounds or more. I’m going to get that hundred pounds!’ he thought. ‘Then I can do anything! Perhaps begin a new life in America!’
He smiled. Joey’s luck again!
So the money was in the room at the back, in a very good place. But where was that place?
Joey saw an open door to the room at the back of the shop. Through the door he could see a table, two chairs and a big cupboard. Was Goldman’s money in that cupboard?
Suddenly, the old man looked up, and Joey quickly turned and walk away.
‘It doesn’t matter,’ he thought, smiling. ‘Joey’s luck is going to find me a room.’
Joey thought a lot about luck. ‘One day I’m going to be rich,’ he told everybody. ‘Lucky people get rich, and I’m lucky.’
After a lot of walking, he found a room I n a house. It was near Tower Bridge. The room wasn’t very big but it was cheap. The landlord’s name was Mr. Webber. He looked Joey up and down.
‘What’s your name?’ he said. ‘Where are you from?’
‘Joey, Joey… Smith,’ Joey said. ‘I’m from Ireland.’
‘Well, you can have the room,’ Webber said, ‘but I want two weeks’ money now.’
‘I’ve only got one week’s money,’ Joey said.
‘And tomorrow’s Sunday,’ Webber said. ‘You can’t find a work on a Sunday. So when can you give me the second week’s money?’
Joey smiled with his mouth but not his eyes. ‘I can find work,’ he said. ‘I’m lucky. Good things happen to me. It’s called Joey’s lucky.’
On Sunday Joey stayed in bed all morning and in the afternoon he went for a walk. After an hour, he took a bag from a woman in Fleet Street.
The woman shouted, ‘Stop! Stop!’
But Joey was now fifty metes away, and there were no other people near.
Joey laughed and ran down a little street, then between two tall buildings down to the river.
He stopped and opened the bag. There was some money in it, but not very much. He took the money out, then put the bag into the river.
Later that day, he walked past a bookshop. There were lots of people there, looking at books, and Joey moved carefully between them. For a second he stood behind a fat man, then moved quietly away. The man did not feel Joey’s hand in his back pocket, but the man’s wallet was now inside Joey’s shirt.
It was a big, fat wallet, and when he got back to the house, he gave the landlord the second week’s money for the room.
‘You found work on s Sunday?’ Webber said. ‘Where? Who with?’
Joey smiled. ‘I told you, I’m lucky. Joey’s luck!’
For the nest three months, Joey Kerrigan walked the streets of London most days. He stole handbags from women, or things from shops, and he took wallets from men’s pockets. One morning at the beginning of April, he took a wallet from the pocket of an old man with a red face. Joey was usually a very good pickpocket – people never knew anything about it.
But not that morning. The man with the red face was quick. He turned, saw Joey, and shouted.
‘Hey! You! That’s my wallet! Come back here!’
But Joey was a good runner too. In two seconds he was round the corner into another street, then round another corner, and then he jumped onto a bus.
‘Joey’s luck!’ Joey said, laughing.
There was more luck for Joey that week. He first learned about Theo Goldman’s money in a pub near his landlord’s house. Webber went to the pub most evenings and sat with his friend, Goldman.
Goldman had a shop not far from the pub. He bought and sold a lot of different things – tables, chairs, beds, clocks, watches, books, pictures…
When Joey went into the pub that evening, he saw Webber and Goldman at a table near the window. There were a lot of people in the pub. Joey bought a drink, then found a chair near Webber and Goldman. They did not see him. Joey sat with his back to them, and listened.
‘But I need money to buy things when people bring them in,’ Goldman said.
‘Some money, yes,’ Webber answered. ‘But a hundred pounds or more? And in the shop? No, no, Theo!’
‘It’s not in the shop,’ Goldman said. ‘It’s in my room at the back.’
‘Do you have a good place to put it?’ Webber said.
Goldman laughed. ‘A very good place,’ he said.
Joey sat with his drink, thinking. He knew Goldman’s shop because it was in the same street as Webber’s house. Joey often walked past it.
‘A hundred pounds or more. I’m going to get that hundred pounds!’ he thought. ‘Then I can do anything! Perhaps begin a new life in America!’
He smiled. Joey’s luck again!
So the money was in the room at the back, in a very good place. But where was that place?
Joey saw an open door to the room at the back of the shop. Through the door he could see a table, two chairs and a big cupboard. Was Goldman’s money in that cupboard?
Suddenly, the old man looked up, and Joey quickly turned and walk away.
Carl laughed again, and Mr. Harris wanted to hit him. ‘Go home, little sister,’ Carl said. ‘I’m not going to give the diamonds back to you. Go home to your angry husband.’
Suddenly there was a knife in the young woman’s hand. A long, bright knife. Mr. Harris watched with his mouth open. He couldn’t speak or move.
‘Give the diamonds back to me!’ Elena cried. ‘Or I’m going to kill you!’ Her hand on the knife was white.
Carl laughed and laughed. ‘What a sister!’ he said. ‘What a kind, sweet sister! No, they’re my diamonds now. Put your knife away, little sister.’
But the knife in the white hand moved quickly: up, then down. There was a long, terrible cry, and Carl’s body fell slowly on to the seat. The color of the seat began to change to red, and the diamond necklace fell from Carl’s hand o n to the floor.
Elena’s face was white. ‘Oh no!’ she whispered. ‘Carl!’ Come back… come back! I didn’t want to kill you!’ But Carl didn’t answer, and the red blood ran slowly over the floor. Elena put her head in her hands, and again in the carriage there was a long, terrible cry.
Mr. Harris’s face was white too. He opened his mouth, but he couldn’t speak. He stood up, and carefully moved to the door. The young woman was quiet now. She didn’t move or look up at Mr. Harris.
In the corridor, Mr. Harris ran. The guard was at the back of the train and Mr. Harris got there in half a minute. ‘Quickly!’ Mr. Harris said. ‘Come quickly! An accident… a young woman… oh dear! Her brother is… is dead!’
The guard ran with Mr. Harris back to the carriage. Mr. Harris opened the door and they went inside.
There was no dead body of a young man. There was no young woman… no blood, no knife, no diamond necklace. Only Mr. Harris’s bags and his hat and coat.
The guard looked at Mr. Harris, and Mr. Harris looked at him.
‘But…’ Mr. Harris began. ‘But they were here! I saw them! She… the young woman… She had a knife and she… she killed her brother.’
‘A knife, you say?’ The guard asked.
‘Yes,’ Mr. Harris said quickly. ‘A long knife, and her brother took her diamonds, so she—‘
‘Ah! Diamonds!’ the guard said. ‘Was the young woman’s name Elena?’ he asked.
‘Yes, it was!’ Mr. Harris said. ‘How do you know that? Do you… Do you know her?’
‘Yes—and no,’ the guard said slowly. He thought for a minute, then looked at Mr. Harris. ‘Elena di Saronelli,’ he said. ‘She had dark eyes and black hair. Very beautiful. She was half-Italian, half-Finnish. Her brother was a half brother. They had the same father, but his mother was Russian, I think.’
‘Was? Had?’ Mr. Harris stared at the guard. ‘But she… Elena… she alive! And where is she?’
‘Oh no,’ said the guard. ‘Elena di Saronelli died about eighty years ago. After she killed her brother with a knife, she jumped off the train, and died at once. It was near here, I think.’ He looked out of the window, into the night.
Mr. Harris’s face was very white again. ‘Eighty years ago!’ he whispered. ‘What are you saying? Were she and her brother… But I saw them!’
‘Yes, that’s right,’ the guard said. ‘You saw them, but they’re not alive. They’re ghosts. They often come on the night train at this time in September. I never see them, but somebody saw them last year. A man and his wife. They were very unhappy about it. But what can I do? I can’t stop Elena and Carl coming on the train.’
The guard looked at Mr. Harris’s white face. ‘You need a drink,’ he said. ‘Come and have a vodka with me.’
Mr. Harris didn’t usually drink vodka, but he felt afraid. When he closed his eyes, he could see again Elena’s long knife and could hear her terrible cry. So he went with the guard to the back of the train.
After the vodka, Mr. Harris felt better. He didn’t want to sleep, and the guard was happy to talk. So Mr. Harris stayed with the guard and didn’t go back hic carriage.
‘Yes,’ the guard said, ‘it’s a famous story. I don’t remember it all. It happened a long time ago, of course. Elena’s father was a famous man here in Finland. He was very rich once, but he had three or four wives and about eight children. And he liked the good things of life. So there wasn’t much money for the children. Carl, the oldest son, was a bad man, people say. He wanted an easy life, and money in his hand all the time.’
The train hurried on to Oulu through the black night, and the guard drank some more vodka. ‘Now, Elena,’ he said. ‘She didn’t have an easy life with those three difficult men – her father, her brother, her husband. One year she visited her mother’s family in Italy, and there she met her husband, di Saronelli. He was rich, but he wasn’t a kind man. They came back to Finland, and Carl often visited their house. He wanted money from his sister’s rich husband. Elena loved her brother, and gave him some money. But di Saronelli didn’t like Carl and was angry with Elena. He stopped giving her money, and after that… well, you know the story.’
‘Yes,’ Mr. Harris said. ‘Poor, unhappy Elena.’
Mr. Harris stayed with his friends in Oulu for two weeks. They were quiet weeks, and Mr. Harris had a good holiday. But he took the bus back to Helsinki. The bus was slow, and there were a lot of people on it, but Mr. Harris was very happy. He didn’t want to take the night train across Finland again.
Suddenly there was a knife in the young woman’s hand. A long, bright knife. Mr. Harris watched with his mouth open. He couldn’t speak or move.
‘Give the diamonds back to me!’ Elena cried. ‘Or I’m going to kill you!’ Her hand on the knife was white.
Carl laughed and laughed. ‘What a sister!’ he said. ‘What a kind, sweet sister! No, they’re my diamonds now. Put your knife away, little sister.’
But the knife in the white hand moved quickly: up, then down. There was a long, terrible cry, and Carl’s body fell slowly on to the seat. The color of the seat began to change to red, and the diamond necklace fell from Carl’s hand o n to the floor.
Elena’s face was white. ‘Oh no!’ she whispered. ‘Carl!’ Come back… come back! I didn’t want to kill you!’ But Carl didn’t answer, and the red blood ran slowly over the floor. Elena put her head in her hands, and again in the carriage there was a long, terrible cry.
Mr. Harris’s face was white too. He opened his mouth, but he couldn’t speak. He stood up, and carefully moved to the door. The young woman was quiet now. She didn’t move or look up at Mr. Harris.
In the corridor, Mr. Harris ran. The guard was at the back of the train and Mr. Harris got there in half a minute. ‘Quickly!’ Mr. Harris said. ‘Come quickly! An accident… a young woman… oh dear! Her brother is… is dead!’
The guard ran with Mr. Harris back to the carriage. Mr. Harris opened the door and they went inside.
There was no dead body of a young man. There was no young woman… no blood, no knife, no diamond necklace. Only Mr. Harris’s bags and his hat and coat.
The guard looked at Mr. Harris, and Mr. Harris looked at him.
‘But…’ Mr. Harris began. ‘But they were here! I saw them! She… the young woman… She had a knife and she… she killed her brother.’
‘A knife, you say?’ The guard asked.
‘Yes,’ Mr. Harris said quickly. ‘A long knife, and her brother took her diamonds, so she—‘
‘Ah! Diamonds!’ the guard said. ‘Was the young woman’s name Elena?’ he asked.
‘Yes, it was!’ Mr. Harris said. ‘How do you know that? Do you… Do you know her?’
‘Yes—and no,’ the guard said slowly. He thought for a minute, then looked at Mr. Harris. ‘Elena di Saronelli,’ he said. ‘She had dark eyes and black hair. Very beautiful. She was half-Italian, half-Finnish. Her brother was a half brother. They had the same father, but his mother was Russian, I think.’
‘Was? Had?’ Mr. Harris stared at the guard. ‘But she… Elena… she alive! And where is she?’
‘Oh no,’ said the guard. ‘Elena di Saronelli died about eighty years ago. After she killed her brother with a knife, she jumped off the train, and died at once. It was near here, I think.’ He looked out of the window, into the night.
Mr. Harris’s face was very white again. ‘Eighty years ago!’ he whispered. ‘What are you saying? Were she and her brother… But I saw them!’
‘Yes, that’s right,’ the guard said. ‘You saw them, but they’re not alive. They’re ghosts. They often come on the night train at this time in September. I never see them, but somebody saw them last year. A man and his wife. They were very unhappy about it. But what can I do? I can’t stop Elena and Carl coming on the train.’
The guard looked at Mr. Harris’s white face. ‘You need a drink,’ he said. ‘Come and have a vodka with me.’
Mr. Harris didn’t usually drink vodka, but he felt afraid. When he closed his eyes, he could see again Elena’s long knife and could hear her terrible cry. So he went with the guard to the back of the train.
After the vodka, Mr. Harris felt better. He didn’t want to sleep, and the guard was happy to talk. So Mr. Harris stayed with the guard and didn’t go back hic carriage.
‘Yes,’ the guard said, ‘it’s a famous story. I don’t remember it all. It happened a long time ago, of course. Elena’s father was a famous man here in Finland. He was very rich once, but he had three or four wives and about eight children. And he liked the good things of life. So there wasn’t much money for the children. Carl, the oldest son, was a bad man, people say. He wanted an easy life, and money in his hand all the time.’
The train hurried on to Oulu through the black night, and the guard drank some more vodka. ‘Now, Elena,’ he said. ‘She didn’t have an easy life with those three difficult men – her father, her brother, her husband. One year she visited her mother’s family in Italy, and there she met her husband, di Saronelli. He was rich, but he wasn’t a kind man. They came back to Finland, and Carl often visited their house. He wanted money from his sister’s rich husband. Elena loved her brother, and gave him some money. But di Saronelli didn’t like Carl and was angry with Elena. He stopped giving her money, and after that… well, you know the story.’
‘Yes,’ Mr. Harris said. ‘Poor, unhappy Elena.’
Mr. Harris stayed with his friends in Oulu for two weeks. They were quiet weeks, and Mr. Harris had a good holiday. But he took the bus back to Helsinki. The bus was slow, and there were a lot of people on it, but Mr. Harris was very happy. He didn’t want to take the night train across Finland again.
Mr. Harris liked trains. He was afraid of aeroplanes, and didn't like buses. But trains- they were big and noisy and exciting. When he was a boy of ten, he liked trains. Now he was a man of fifty, and he still liked trains.
So he was a happy man on the night of the 14th of September. He was on the night train from Helsinki to Oulu in Finland, and he had ten hours in front of him.
‘I’ve got a book and my newspaper,’ he thought. ‘And there’s a good restaurant on the train. And then I’ve got two weeks’ holiday with my Finnish friends in Oulu.’
There weren’t many people on the train, and nobody came into Mr. Harris’s carriage. He was happy about that. Most people on the train slept through the night, but Mr. Harris liked to look out of the window, and to read and think.
After dinner in the restaurant Mr. Harris came back to his carriage, and sat in his seat next to the window. For an hour or two he watched the trees and lakes of Finland out of the window. Then it began to get dark, so he opened his book and began to read.
At midnight the train stopped at the small station of Otava. Mr. Harris looked out of the window, but he saw nobody. The train moved away from the station, into the black night again. Then the door of Mr. Harris opened, and two people came in. a young man and a young woman.
The young woman was angry. She closed the door and shouted at the man: ‘ Carl! You can’t do this to me!’ The young woman laughed loudly and sat down.
Mr. Harris was a small, quiet man. He wore quiet clothes, and he had a quiet voice. He did not like noisy people and loud voices. So he was not pleased. ‘Young people are always noisy,’ he thought. ‘Why can’t they talk quietly?’
He put his book down and closed his eyes. But he could not sleep because the two young people didn’t stop talking.
The young woman sat down and said in a quieter voice: ‘Carl, you’re my brother and I love you, but please listen to me. You can’t take my diamond necklace. Give it back to me now. Please!’
Carl smiled. ‘No, Elena,’ he said ‘I’m going back to Russia soon, and I’m taking your diamonds with me.’ He took off his hat and put it on the seat. ‘Elena. Listen. You have a rich husband, but I – I have no money. I have nothing! How can I live without money? You can give me money, so I need your diamonds, little sister.’
Mr. Harris looked at the young woman. She was small, with black hair and dark eyes. Her face was white and afraid. Mr. Harris began to feel sorry for Elena. She and her brother didn’t look at him once. ‘Can’t they see me?’ he thought.
‘Carl,’ Elena said. Her voice was very quiet now, and Mr. Harris listened carefully. ‘You came to dinner at our house tonight, and you went to my room and took my diamond necklace. How could you do that to me? My husband gave the diamonds to me. They were his mother’s diamonds before that. He’s going to be very, very angry – and I’m afraid of him.’
Her brother laughed. He put his hand in his pocket, then took it out again and opened it slowly. The diamond necklace in his hand was very beautiful. Mr. Harris stared at it. For a minute or two nobody moved and it was quiet in the carriage. There was only the noise of the train, and it went quickly on through the dark cold night.
Mr. Harris opened his book again, but he didn’t read it. He watched Carl’s face, with its hungry eyes and its cold smile. ‘What beautiful, beautiful diamonds!’ Carl said. ‘I can get a lot of money for these.’
‘Give them back to me, Carl,’ Elena whispered. ‘My husband’s going to kill me. You’re my brother… Please help me. Please!’
So he was a happy man on the night of the 14th of September. He was on the night train from Helsinki to Oulu in Finland, and he had ten hours in front of him.
‘I’ve got a book and my newspaper,’ he thought. ‘And there’s a good restaurant on the train. And then I’ve got two weeks’ holiday with my Finnish friends in Oulu.’
There weren’t many people on the train, and nobody came into Mr. Harris’s carriage. He was happy about that. Most people on the train slept through the night, but Mr. Harris liked to look out of the window, and to read and think.
After dinner in the restaurant Mr. Harris came back to his carriage, and sat in his seat next to the window. For an hour or two he watched the trees and lakes of Finland out of the window. Then it began to get dark, so he opened his book and began to read.
At midnight the train stopped at the small station of Otava. Mr. Harris looked out of the window, but he saw nobody. The train moved away from the station, into the black night again. Then the door of Mr. Harris opened, and two people came in. a young man and a young woman.
The young woman was angry. She closed the door and shouted at the man: ‘ Carl! You can’t do this to me!’ The young woman laughed loudly and sat down.
Mr. Harris was a small, quiet man. He wore quiet clothes, and he had a quiet voice. He did not like noisy people and loud voices. So he was not pleased. ‘Young people are always noisy,’ he thought. ‘Why can’t they talk quietly?’
He put his book down and closed his eyes. But he could not sleep because the two young people didn’t stop talking.
The young woman sat down and said in a quieter voice: ‘Carl, you’re my brother and I love you, but please listen to me. You can’t take my diamond necklace. Give it back to me now. Please!’
Carl smiled. ‘No, Elena,’ he said ‘I’m going back to Russia soon, and I’m taking your diamonds with me.’ He took off his hat and put it on the seat. ‘Elena. Listen. You have a rich husband, but I – I have no money. I have nothing! How can I live without money? You can give me money, so I need your diamonds, little sister.’
Mr. Harris looked at the young woman. She was small, with black hair and dark eyes. Her face was white and afraid. Mr. Harris began to feel sorry for Elena. She and her brother didn’t look at him once. ‘Can’t they see me?’ he thought.
‘Carl,’ Elena said. Her voice was very quiet now, and Mr. Harris listened carefully. ‘You came to dinner at our house tonight, and you went to my room and took my diamond necklace. How could you do that to me? My husband gave the diamonds to me. They were his mother’s diamonds before that. He’s going to be very, very angry – and I’m afraid of him.’
Her brother laughed. He put his hand in his pocket, then took it out again and opened it slowly. The diamond necklace in his hand was very beautiful. Mr. Harris stared at it. For a minute or two nobody moved and it was quiet in the carriage. There was only the noise of the train, and it went quickly on through the dark cold night.
Mr. Harris opened his book again, but he didn’t read it. He watched Carl’s face, with its hungry eyes and its cold smile. ‘What beautiful, beautiful diamonds!’ Carl said. ‘I can get a lot of money for these.’
‘Give them back to me, Carl,’ Elena whispered. ‘My husband’s going to kill me. You’re my brother… Please help me. Please!’
Baby won't you tell me why there is sadness in your eyes
I don't wanna say goodbye to you
Love is one big illusion I shall try to forget
But there is something left in my head
You're the one who set it up
Now you're the one to make it stop
I'm the one who's feeling lost right now
Now you want me to forget every little thing you said
But there is something left in my head
* CHORUS : I won't forget the way you're kissing
The feelings so strong were lasting for so long
But I'm not the man your heart is missing
That's why you go away I know
You were never satisfied no matter how I tried
Now you wanna say goodbye to me
Love is one big illusion I should try to forget
But there is something left in my head
* REPEAT CHORUS
Sitting here all alone in the middle of nowhere
Don't know which way to go
There is so much to say now between us
There ain't so much for you
There ain't so much for me anymore
* REPEAT CHORUS
I don't wanna say goodbye to you
Love is one big illusion I shall try to forget
But there is something left in my head
You're the one who set it up
Now you're the one to make it stop
I'm the one who's feeling lost right now
Now you want me to forget every little thing you said
But there is something left in my head
* CHORUS : I won't forget the way you're kissing
The feelings so strong were lasting for so long
But I'm not the man your heart is missing
That's why you go away I know
You were never satisfied no matter how I tried
Now you wanna say goodbye to me
Love is one big illusion I should try to forget
But there is something left in my head
* REPEAT CHORUS
Sitting here all alone in the middle of nowhere
Don't know which way to go
There is so much to say now between us
There ain't so much for you
There ain't so much for me anymore
* REPEAT CHORUS
Hey, Tracey, I got somethin' to tell you...
Hey, listen!
Since you've been gone
I've been feelin' sad and blue
Just watching video
And dreaming 'bout you
By the telephone, all alone
Thinking 'bout the hours and days
Before you come home
I'm a part of you,
You're a part of me,
That's not fiction, that's reality
Without you in my life, it's not complete
You're my water and the air that I breathe
Lonely nights, lonely days,
I need you in my life each and every way
Minus you I'm half,
Plus you I'm whole
You're the something in my body and soul,
My love!
I love to love
I love the way you love me
We love to love
We love to love each other
I love to love
I love the way you love me now,
Love the way you love me now
As I look to the stars
In the heavens above,
You're the only one
That I'm really thinking of
You're the only one for me,
Don't you see?
Without you in my life
It's just so empty!
You're my fantasy, my ecstasy
You're my Tracey, my epidemy!
My love...
I love to love...
(spoken)
Well, Tracey? Hey yeah... I know it is so far away,
you're in New York, I'm in California... Yeah, I'm missing
ya... Yeah, I know, we love to love...
That's what's sospecial about it... Hey, I'll call you tommorow, OK? Yeah,bye!
I love to love...
As I look to the stars
In the heavens above
You're the only one
That I'm really thinking of
The way you make me feel is unbelievable
Our love is strong, indestructable
Say it's the proof
Say it's the fact
We love to love, let's never turn back
Minus you I'm half,
Plus you I'm whole
You're the something in my body and soul,
My love!I love to love...
The story is Satya has 2 boyfriends and both of them like her very much. They are Mike and Andrew. Mike is a nice guy and he's really sweet. He streats her well, but they don't get to talk often. Andrew's intelligent, kind and they get to talk very often but he can be very rude at times. A few days ago Satya told both of them something, while Mike listened and understood, Andrew just yelled at her and said mean things. Whenever he's angry he does it and he thinks that he knows everything. The question is:" Should Satya continue chatting with Andrew, or should she just stick with Mike?".
Answer:
I think she has to leave Andrew immediately because he's very selfish and doesn't want to listen anyone. May be he's intelligent but if she wants to marry this guy, she might be in danger. Now he can do like that, whatever he can't do in the future when they live together. If I was Satya, he couldn't be my friend because between friend and friend has to listen to each other. I think he's really a rude guy and a rude guy can't have a happy family forever.
Mike is a nice guy. Although he doesn't get to talk to her often, but he always listens and understands her. I think she has to choose this guy because a happy family must have listening and understanding between the husband and wife. He especially doesn't have any bad routines, so I think that he'll be a good man in the future. On the other hand, Satya has to tell Andrew about her decide because it won't be good for a love triangle. Three of them might be goodfriends and I hope that Satya'll have a correct choice.
Answer:
I think she has to leave Andrew immediately because he's very selfish and doesn't want to listen anyone. May be he's intelligent but if she wants to marry this guy, she might be in danger. Now he can do like that, whatever he can't do in the future when they live together. If I was Satya, he couldn't be my friend because between friend and friend has to listen to each other. I think he's really a rude guy and a rude guy can't have a happy family forever.
Mike is a nice guy. Although he doesn't get to talk to her often, but he always listens and understands her. I think she has to choose this guy because a happy family must have listening and understanding between the husband and wife. He especially doesn't have any bad routines, so I think that he'll be a good man in the future. On the other hand, Satya has to tell Andrew about her decide because it won't be good for a love triangle. Three of them might be goodfriends and I hope that Satya'll have a correct choice.
In my opinion, we shoudn't do away with examinations because that will make us to have a fair for all people who really want to study hard and try their best.
If we don't have examinations, the teachers and the students will not know about the students' quality and where the students are. Imagine that the bad students and the good students, all of them can pass without examinations and they're studying together.
The teachers will explain to the bad students or the good ones, because if the teachers want to explain to the good students, the bad ones will not understand. And if they explain to the bad student, the good ones will be bored and they might not to study more.
For an example: In an English class, if everyone can pass and go to the higher level, they couldn't practice together or they will be bored easily with the lessons for all of them.
The bad students will think that they don't need to try their best because they can pass without their tries. And the good students will think that the bad ones can pass without their tries and they can too.
Nobody wants to try more and how about our society in the future? We will have only bad people and we will have no more develope countries. That will be very dangerous for all of us!
That's all and how about your opinion?
If we don't have examinations, the teachers and the students will not know about the students' quality and where the students are. Imagine that the bad students and the good students, all of them can pass without examinations and they're studying together.
The teachers will explain to the bad students or the good ones, because if the teachers want to explain to the good students, the bad ones will not understand. And if they explain to the bad student, the good ones will be bored and they might not to study more.
For an example: In an English class, if everyone can pass and go to the higher level, they couldn't practice together or they will be bored easily with the lessons for all of them.
The bad students will think that they don't need to try their best because they can pass without their tries. And the good students will think that the bad ones can pass without their tries and they can too.
Nobody wants to try more and how about our society in the future? We will have only bad people and we will have no more develope countries. That will be very dangerous for all of us!
That's all and how about your opinion?
Jackie Ly
Norway Fitness Centre
100 North Bridge Road
Singapore 530222
Hi Stephan,
Why didn't you come to school yesterday? We had a lot of activities in class and we were very interested. I have some news for you.
Firstly, Tyler was listening to music when Satya taught, so his headphones were kept by Satya until next week.
Secondly, Sean got called to Amy's office to be reprimanded because he went to school late many times. If he's late again, he might be canceled his student pass.
The last one is all of us had to create a blog on the internet. Now I will explain to you how to create it. You go on this website:" http://blogspot.com" and you will see " Creative". Then you click on "Creative" and fill in the blanks with your information. After you fill them in, click "continue" until you see your blog. And you have to add "the title of Satya's blog" into your blog. Her adress is:" http://satyalovely.blogspot.com".
If you don't understand, call me. Have a good weekend and don't forget your homework.
Your friend
Jackie Ly
Norway Fitness Centre
100 North Bridge Road
Singapore 530222
Hi Stephan,
Why didn't you come to school yesterday? We had a lot of activities in class and we were very interested. I have some news for you.
Firstly, Tyler was listening to music when Satya taught, so his headphones were kept by Satya until next week.
Secondly, Sean got called to Amy's office to be reprimanded because he went to school late many times. If he's late again, he might be canceled his student pass.
The last one is all of us had to create a blog on the internet. Now I will explain to you how to create it. You go on this website:" http://blogspot.com" and you will see " Creative". Then you click on "Creative" and fill in the blanks with your information. After you fill them in, click "continue" until you see your blog. And you have to add "the title of Satya's blog" into your blog. Her adress is:" http://satyalovely.blogspot.com".
If you don't understand, call me. Have a good weekend and don't forget your homework.
Your friend
Jackie Ly
Jackie Ly
Woodlands Ring Road
Block 7, #03-775
Singapore 730668
26 July 2009
Mr. Ken Satya
Director of Studies
Norway Fitness Centre
100 North Bridge Road
Peninsula Plaza #06-24
Singapore 530222
Dear Mr. Satya,
A Movie Day
All the students in Intermidiate 2 have been studying very hard for nine weeks and are very tired, so all of us would like to have a day to watch movie before we finish this course on 1st August 2009. That will be very useful for us in listening and that will be one of the best way to improve our English.
We look forward to hearing from you.
Your Sincerely.
Jackie Ly
Woodlands Ring Road
Block 7, #03-775
Singapore 730668
26 July 2009
Mr. Ken Satya
Director of Studies
Norway Fitness Centre
100 North Bridge Road
Peninsula Plaza #06-24
Singapore 530222
Dear Mr. Satya,
A Movie Day
All the students in Intermidiate 2 have been studying very hard for nine weeks and are very tired, so all of us would like to have a day to watch movie before we finish this course on 1st August 2009. That will be very useful for us in listening and that will be one of the best way to improve our English.
We look forward to hearing from you.
Your Sincerely.
Jackie Ly
Forty years ago the Apollo astronauts first set foot on this lonely grey world. Now, NASA is preparing to go back, this time, to stay. The launch is slated for the year 2020, and engineers and scientists are hard at work trying to turn this vision of exploration into reality. But how will we get there? Where will we live? How will we get around? What will it take to stay there permanently? It’s a dangerous mission but the rewards promise to outweigh the risks.Carl Allen said: “There’s a couple of reasons to go back to the Moon. One is to learn how to live and work again on the surface of another world and to be able to do it for longer than just the couple of days that we did in Apollo. And that is using the Moon as a place to test out our equipment, our techniques, all our systems before we try to explore deeper in the solar system”.
Larry Toups said: “The area that we’re basically responsible for are the habitats or the living spaces for the crews on a return to the Moon. You do have to take everything that you take for granted here on Earth. You have to take your breathable atmosphere, your water system. You have to bring your power system, unlike in a zero gravity environment where everyone is weightless, on the Moon we’ll actually have a resulting floor area that is going to come into play”.
But choosing the right outpost design in this wasteland is a big challenge, any structure that goes up needs to protect its inhabitants from radiation and extreme temperatures, and must be strong enough to withstand the pelting of micrometeoroids that constantly rain down on the Moon’s surface. And the question of where to set up this habitat still remains.
Larry Toups said: “One of the candidate sites at present is Shackleton Crater. On the south pole of the Moon, you get a great deal of sunlight a majority of the time. So solar power is a very feasible solution to that. So the location makes a big difference”.
But wherever they go, they’ll have to find a way to work around the harmful lunar dust which became evident during the Apollo missions.
Carl Allen said: “The scientific name for this dust and soil on the Moon is regolith, but you can think of it as very finely divided rock and glass particles so tiny it’s kind of like talcum powder, but really hard and sharp, formed by hundreds of millions of years of impacts from tiny pinhead-sized micrometeorites”.
Breathing it in can make astronauts sick and the long term affects are unknown.
Schmitt said: “Well, as soon as you take your helmet off after you’ve been outside, in the lunar module you will, there’ll be dust moving around the cabin, air circulating, and so you breathe it there. It smells like gunpowder, spent gunpowder, I had a little bit of a reaction to it in what’s called the turbinates. They were swollen. It was like pollen and that kind of thing. But that went away over the period we were on the Moon until I hardly noticed it”.
NASA scientists have made it a priority to keep the lunar dust out of the habitat and work areas.
Carl Allen said: “Almost all of it has enough iron in it that it can be attracted to a magnet, and people have advocated literally lining the doors and parts of the cabin dust out of the air. We also know how to use filters, and then we may well end up building spacesuits that don’t come into our living space”.
This time around, the suits will be easier to get into, more flexible and better to work in for long periods of time.
Joe Kosmo said: “Everything is integrated as opposed to the Apollo suit where you had to add all your elements on to the suit. Prior to going to EVA you would have this all basically together. Gloves would be on, you’d have your helmet, extra-vehicular visor. Your life support system would be part of the rear hatch, and essentially all you’d have to do would be to open up the hatch and don the suit. In the reduced gravity environment the astronaut would basically grab the torso, raise himself up and lower himself into the torso”.
Scientists are also coming up with ingenious ways of harvesting vital resources from the Moon itself so that astronauts can live off the land.
Gerald Sanders said: “About 45 to 50% of the mass of the Moon is actually oxygen in one form or another attached to silicon or metals. So there’s an abundant amount. The trick is looking at the different minerals and coming up with a way of pulling that oxygen out. And so we have designed a plant that will operate and make about 1,000 to 2,000 kilograms of oxygen per day. This seems to be about the right size to handle a crew of four such that we don’t have to bring any oxygen or water from the Earth once they stay there for periods of time greater than, say, 30 days. Basically you take the bulk regolith, or lunar material, you heat it up about 900 degrees Centigrade in the presence of hydrogen. The hydrogen reacts with any iron oxide and it produces a water vapor. We would then electrolyze or break that water up into oxygen and hydrogen. The oxygen we would keep and the hydrogen would be recycled back to process more regolith”.
Future missions will see astronauts exploring the Moon’s surface farther than ever before. Designs for a new generation of lunar vehicles are already underway.
Robert Ambose said: “We’re looking at a number of different scales of machines with different capabilities, machines that can reach up onto a lander may be as high as six meters off the soil, pick payloads up, lift them down to the surface and then deploy them may be as far as a kilometer or two from the lander. Those are big machines. We’re also looking at some medium scale machines that can move astronauts either with them having to wear their spacesuits in something we call an unpressurized rover or being able to climb inside a cabin where they can just put on, you know, normal clothes and drive across the surface in a small pressurized rover. Those machines must last crew after crew after crew. The Apollo rovers were only designed for three days, so that’s a new challenge for us”.
Dr. Schmitt said: “We’ve bent that curve of human evolution with Apollo, so that now we are really creatures of the solar system not just of the Earth”.
Life on the Moon is no longer the stuff of science fiction, and thanks to the Japanese Kaguya orbiter, our closest neighbor is no longer a stranger.
Carl Allen said: “Why is it important? I believe that learning more about your world is always important, and in this century, this time in human history, our world is not just the Earth. Our world is now expanding for the first time ever across the solar system and out into the universe, and the Moon is the first step”.
The face of the Moon has long fascinated us with its alien pits and pockmarks. And with almost no atmosphere or water to alter their appearance, craters retain their original form for billions of years. Now, Japan’s Kaguya orbiter is finding new clues in this ancient landscape, clues that could change everything we know about the origins of life on Earth.Dr. Junichi Haruyama said: “It’s now possible to study the number of craters in detail, providing us with information on when small celestial bodies hit the Moon, as well as their mass and quantity. Kaguya has helped us significantly boost such information”.
Scientists determine the age of a crater by analyzing its state of degradation compared with others around it. They then measure its width and depth. Charting the size and age of the craters reveals an interesting pattern, a spike in Moon impacts around 3.8 to 4 billion years ago. But what caused this sudden peak? Scientists once believed that comets crashing in from the outer solar system made most of the Moon’s craters. But that wouldn’t explain the spike in activity for billion years ago. Dr. Fumi Yoshida thinks she’ found the real culprits—asteroids. Most of these small planetary bodies orbit in a belt between Mars and Jupiter. And, they’ve been there since the Moon was formed, Dr. Yoshida uses a highly advanced telescope to measure more than a thousand of these asteroids. Then she compares them against the lunar craters formed 3.8 to 4 billion years ago. To her astonishment, the sizes match almost perfectly.
Dr. Fumi Yoshida said: “The size distribution of craters is like a fingerprint. And so is the size distribution of asteroids. Since the fingerprints matched, we can believe that numerous asteroids collided with the Moon some 3.8 billion to 4 billion years ago”.
But why the sudden spike in activity? Four billion years ago, Jupiter’s orbit shifts slightly. This unleashes thousands of asteroids from the belt and sends them hurtling toward the Moon…and the Earth, but with much different results. Dr. Takeshi Kakegawa sets up an experiment to simulate what might have happened when asteroids hit this planet. Asteroids are largely composed of iron, so Kakegawa’s team mixes that element carbon, water and nitrogen, very common substances on Earth 4 billion years ago. They’re sealed together in a container. Next, Kakegawa simulates the massive impact of an asteroid strike on Earth, by firing the container at almost 2000 miles an hour. The projectile unleashes a massive burst of energy on the chemicals inside. Dr. Kakegawa analyzes the chemicals and makes an amazing discovery. In addition to the original iron and nitrogen, a mysterious new substance forms. The team discovers that this material is an amino acid, one of the building blocks of life. This astounding revelation may finally explain one of the greatest mysteries facing science, the origins of life on this planet.
Dr. Takeshi Kakegawa said: “The Earth had all the necessary materials for the creation of life, such as carbon and nitrogen. But how were they combined? That was a question that puzzled us. But now we’ve come to believe that fragments from asteroids bursting on impact provided the massive energy necessary to merge the substances”.
Dr. Kakegawa comes up with a scenario for the evolution of life on Earth. 4 billion years ago, oceans rich in carbon and nitrogen cover most of the planet. When the asteroid storm strikes, the impact energy melts the iron and sparks a strong chemical reaction with the carbon and for life on earth, nitrogen. And suddenly, amino acids are born, the key ingredient for life on Earth, in all its evolving forms. The ancient Moon has no such oceans, so while the crashing asteroids dramatically shape the lunar landscape, they can never generate the spark of life. Indeed, this barren place hardly seems hospitable to human living conditions, but that’s all changing. After forty years, man is going back to the Moon, this time, to stay.
1972 marks the end of manned Moon exploration. The Apollo says its last goodbye to the lunar surface. The focus turns to the geological samples the astronauts collected. Carl Allen said: “We brought back surprisingly nearly half a ton of Moon rocks over the six successful Apollo missions. We have a lot of lunar rocks and soil from six small areas on the Moon”.
One of the most unexpected finds is a pocket of orange soil amidst the Moon’s otherwise gray landscape. It contains the finest particles of any Moon sample. Almost forty years later, the significance of this orange soil remains a mystery. The spacecraft’s powerful camera scans the entire lunar surface and finally finds what they’re looking for, 40 more pockets of orange soil deposits. But what is this race substance? Dr. Alberto Saal is trying to answer that question. He obtains orange soil samples from the Apollo 17 mission, then use a state-of-the-art mass spectrometer to analyze its composition in incredible new detail. He determines that the soil has a strange chemical composition. But the spectrometer also finds a surprise—water.
Dr. Alberto Saal said: “We didn’t expect to see it, given that for forty years, people tried to measure them and they said there was no water. That water was not completely lost on the material that will form the proto-lunar disk that surrounded the Earth after the impact that aggregated to form the Moon”.
Scientists believe that the Giant Impact vaporizes Earth’s water, wrapping it in a warm mist. Temperatures cool. The vapor on Earth becomes water again. Because the Moon’s gravity is so much weaker than Earth’s, almost all of its water vapor vanishes into space. But some is preserves for billions of years, locked inside tiny fragments of volcanic rock. The mystery of the orange soil has finally been solved. Japan’s Kaguya is bringing Moon exploration to a whole new level, allowing scientists to study the Moon’s terrain like never before.
Take a look at the difference. This is a picture of the Moon’s surface taken by an American lunar explorer in 1994. This is Kaguya’s version. The previous images could only reveal craters around 1500 feet in diameter. Kaguya can identify pits as small as 30 feet, and render them in stunning 3-D. The orbiter’s terrain camera has two lenses, one looking forward, the other looking back. The film the same location from two slightly different angles. Combined, they bring the Moon to life. Kaguya is giving us breathtaking new views of an uncharted lunarscape, and allowing virtual exploration into the Moon’s most dramatic features… like the crater Tycho, whose signature streaks can be seen from Earth. As this actual satellite imagery reveals, the crater is 52 miles in diameter, with cliff faces higher than those of the Grand Canyon. Studying its unique features gives us new insight into how major impacts like this one have shaped the Earth. The prominent rim gives way to a series of terraces, a common feature of the Moon’s larger craters. Dozens of boulders pepper the terraces. On this enormous scale, they may look like grains of sand, but some of them are as large as buildings. The terraces slope to the floor of the crater, a vast plain of rock and dust scarred with deep cracks. In the canter of the crater a central peak soars to a height of 8,000 feet, more than six times higher than the Empire State Building. Kaguya’s incredible cameras have captured the most detailed terrain images of the Tycho crater ever. These images allow scientists to create a theory about the crater’s formation. One hundred million years ago, a large celestial body strikes the Moon’s surface, the equivalent of detonating millions of nuclear bombs. A massive shock wave sweeps across the Moon’s surface at blazing speed…and blasts away 20 trillion tons of pulverized rock and dust. Debris soars as far as 1,250 miles away. This creates Tycho’s unique starburst pattern. The meteor’s initial impact creates a huge basin, over two and a half miles deep. Then, the lunar surface begins to rebound from force of the collision. Land near the rim slumps into terraces. The floor of the crater continues to rise until the bedrock pierces the surface, creating the central peak. Lunar crater analysis gives scientists a better perspective on one of earth’s hidden battle scars. Hidden under Mexico’s Yucatan Peninsula in the Chicxulub crater. 112 miles across, it’s twice the size of the Tycho crater, but shares the same shape distinctive central peak. Scientists believe it’s the impact site of a 6-mile-long asteroid that smashed into Earth 65 million years ago. Researchers estimate that this colossal impact dislodges trillions of tons of rock and debris. Massive clouds of tiny dust particles billow up into the atmosphere, where they block out the sunlight. A significant cooling of the earth of the Earth follows, and may have led to the dinosaurs’ extinction. The more clues Kaguya’s cameras uncover on the surface of the Moon, the more we learn about our own planet, and its dramatic past. Groundbreaking discoveries out here may even hold the secrets to life on Earth.
Enjoy this song and I hope that all of you'll have good times beside your darling and your family. Thinking of yourself, your life and me....
I don't ask for too many things
Only one thing I really need
That is you baby next to me
With that I'm satisfied
Don't need diamonds, I don't need gold
I just need someone here to hold
To keep me warm when the nights are cold
That would do just fine, just fine
You don't have to promise me the stars
Just promise me love inside your heart
And that's enough
Baby that's enough
(Give me you)
Give me you, give me all of you
(Give me night)
All my nights spent just holding you
(Give me day)
All my days being close to you
Nothing else that I need
(Give me you)
Give me you, give me all your love
(Give me time)
All your time, all your tender time
(All your heart)
All your soul baby that's enough
Nothing else that I need
Give me you, give me you
That's enough for me baby
I don't need things that money buys
All I need is there in your eyes
I just need your heart next to mine
All my whole life through
You don't have to bring the moon to me
Just bring me the love
The love that I need and that's enough
Ooh baby that's enough
(Give me you)
Give me you, give me all of you
(Give me night)
All my nights spent just holding you
(Give me day)
All my days being close to you
Nothing else that I need
(Give me you)
Give me you, give me all your love
(Give me time)
All your time, all your tender time
(All your heart)
All your soul baby that's enough
Nothing else that I need
Give me you, give me you
That's enough for me baby
You don't have to promise me the stars
Just promise me that I have your heart
You don't have to bring the world to me
Just give me your word, you won't, never leave
'Cause having you beside me,
I have everything I need
So give me, give me you
(Give me you, give me all of you)
(Give me night)
All my nights spent just holding you
(Give me day)
All my days being close to you
Nothing else that I need, oh
(Give me you)
Give me you, give me all your love
(Give me time)
All your time, all your tender time
(All your heart)
All your soul baby that's enough
That's enough, nothing else that I need
Give me you, give me you
That's enough for me baby, give me you
Only one thing I really need
That is you baby next to me
With that I'm satisfied
Don't need diamonds, I don't need gold
I just need someone here to hold
To keep me warm when the nights are cold
That would do just fine, just fine
You don't have to promise me the stars
Just promise me love inside your heart
And that's enough
Baby that's enough
(Give me you)
Give me you, give me all of you
(Give me night)
All my nights spent just holding you
(Give me day)
All my days being close to you
Nothing else that I need
(Give me you)
Give me you, give me all your love
(Give me time)
All your time, all your tender time
(All your heart)
All your soul baby that's enough
Nothing else that I need
Give me you, give me you
That's enough for me baby
I don't need things that money buys
All I need is there in your eyes
I just need your heart next to mine
All my whole life through
You don't have to bring the moon to me
Just bring me the love
The love that I need and that's enough
Ooh baby that's enough
(Give me you)
Give me you, give me all of you
(Give me night)
All my nights spent just holding you
(Give me day)
All my days being close to you
Nothing else that I need
(Give me you)
Give me you, give me all your love
(Give me time)
All your time, all your tender time
(All your heart)
All your soul baby that's enough
Nothing else that I need
Give me you, give me you
That's enough for me baby
You don't have to promise me the stars
Just promise me that I have your heart
You don't have to bring the world to me
Just give me your word, you won't, never leave
'Cause having you beside me,
I have everything I need
So give me, give me you
(Give me you, give me all of you)
(Give me night)
All my nights spent just holding you
(Give me day)
All my days being close to you
Nothing else that I need, oh
(Give me you)
Give me you, give me all your love
(Give me time)
All your time, all your tender time
(All your heart)
All your soul baby that's enough
That's enough, nothing else that I need
Give me you, give me you
That's enough for me baby, give me you
In December 1972, Apollo 17 soars into the valley of Taurus-Littrow. Here is that same view today from the Kaguya satellite’s terrain camera. Crew member Dr. Harrison Jack Schmitt, the only geologist to visit the Moon, chose the landing site. Dr. Harrison Schmitt said: “Well, what we were trying to do was to get as broad a spectrum of samples in different ages as we possibly can from the different units. And that’s what the valley of Taurus-Littow offered us the opportunity to do. I grabbed the railings of the ladder and slid down. Remember, we’re in one-sixth gravity, so you don’t weigh as much, your mass is the same, but you don’t weigh as much, so things are a lot easier in that respect, even when encumbered by that pressure suit that we had to wear. The spacesuit is the primary constraint on efficiently conducting field science. A large problem is that the dust gets all over radiator surfaces, solar cells and things like that. You keep having to brush it off. We did occasionally try to use duct tape outside. It was impossible to keep dust off the tape with your fingers and things like that”.
Schmitt and Cernan set out in the lunar rover to collect samples of rock and Moon dust. And Jack Schmitt is approaching a crater when he sees a flash of color in the sea of gray.
Dr. Harrison Schmitt said: “I was looking down at the surface, and I detected an orange hue to the debris that was covering the rim of the crater. And I had been fooled once by reflection, an orange reflection off the lunar rover. And, so, I was very cautious initially about what it might be. And as I dug down, I immediately penetrated into this bright orange material”.
The orange soil, as it came to be known, has scientists intrigued, but its true significance would remain a secret for decades to come. And then, it was time to leave.
Cernan said: “This is Gene and I’m on the surface and as I take man’s last steps from the surface, as we leave the Moon and Taurus-Littrow, we leave as we came, and God willing as we shall return”.
Those words were spoken on December 14, 1972. No human have set foot on the Moon since.
Earth’s attraction to the heavy lava keeps the near side of the Moon forever facing inward. Dr. Kiyoshi Kuramoto said: “When a large satellite is orbiting a planet, as with the Moon and Earth, there is a strong gravitational interaction. The Moon’s gravitational pull affects the Earth and vice versa. In that sense, they have been inseparable. They wouldn’t exist as they do today without having each other”.
While Earth’s gravity keeps the Moon in orbit, the Moon’s gravity drives our oceans’ tides and helps keep our climate stable and relatively mild. But our neatest neighbor is also a realm of secrets. Apollo astronauts were the first to probe this alien world. Today’s technology will dare to go even further. Japan’s Kaguya satellite’s mission is giving scientists new insights into the Moon. It also brings us back to places we haven’t seen is nearly 40 years, like this hallowed ground, the Sea of Tranquility, where man took his first steps on the Moon in July 1969. Apollo 11’s mission: To perform a manned lunar landing and return safely to Earth.
Buzz Aldrin said: “I think that we stood a 60 percent chance of successfully carrying out the Apollo 11 mission. Apollo 11 was a much more challenging landing than any of the later flights. Neil did not like where the computer was taking us. We heard 60 seconds of fuel left at about 100 feet above the ground. I was getting a little concerned, but I didn’t want to disturb the guy next to me. Neil says we grabbed hands and I remember sort of patting him on the shoulder. Then we got into the preparations for going outside. When we got there, nothing could be more descriptive than the word desolation. When I was walking around on the surface and happened to gaze up, it caused me to realize that two people are further away from home than two people have ever been”.
The astronauts have only two-and-a-half hours explore this strange and daunting new world.
Buzz Aldrin said: “There’s no color, just no color whatsoever. It’s all just gray, shades of gray. The dust itself was just like talcum powder. What was amazing was the cohesiveness of the dust as the boot prints made an imprint. As you put your foot down and it all went out, with no dust, no billowing. It doesn’t do that here on Earth”.
Their heavy spacesuits protect them against intense radiation and minus 280 degree Fahrenheit temperatures, but the spacesuits make some of the simplest maneuvers difficult. The Apollo 12 mission lands in the Ocean of Storms region in November 1969. This time, astronauts spend nearly 8 hours on the Moon, exploring the landscape and collecting samples. In April 1970, Apollo 13 sets out to explore the Fra Mauro region of the Moon. But an oxygen tank explosion cripples the spacecraft before it can land. The crew barely makes it back to Earth, a grim reminder of how dangerous lunar exploration can be. America alone seems to have conquered the Moon. But a few months later, another world power crashes the party. The Soviet Union, America’s space rival, manages to build, test, and launch a remote controlled lunar rover called the Lunokhod in total secrecy. This unmanned craft explores the lunar surface in the Sea of Rains for 11 months. It transmits thousands of images of the Moon’s surface and completes some 500 scientific tests before dying a natural death. Its successor, Lunakhod 2, lands in the Sea of Serenity. It uses its new laser reflector to measure the distance to Earth with incredible accuracy, and tries to predict volcanic activity and continental drift back home. The Lunokhod rovers are a huge success, but nothing matches the manned Apollo missions when it comes to exploring the Moon’s secrets.
This evening my friends and I have watched Wall-E, a semi animation film. I have watched it with my son in Vietnam already and this time is the second but I was interesting with it very much.Wall-E was a robot and he lived on the Earth with only a cockroach because the Earth had no people, no trees, no water and no life. One day he had a casual meeting with Eva-a robot girl- from another planet. They found a tree and Wall-E followed Eva went to her planet. Wall-E discovered that all of people were from the Earth there, a very big spaceship. They became to be lazy and very fat because everything in this spaceship was done by robots. The Captain wanted to go back the Earth with the tree and he would like to regenerate the Earth but the main robot in this spaceship did not want to do that. They fought to the last and finally all of them won the crazy machine and they could go back the Earth.
This film is really very nice and I think each person in this Earth to have to protect our Earth and the natural environment to make it cleaner and fresher.
The Moon, Earth constant companion. Yet still full of mystery, until now. This is our new window on the Moon, and this is the incredible new view, in high definition. Kaguya, Japan’s revolutionary lunar explorer is bringing us closer to our lonely gray neighbor than ever before. Armed with an array of high-tech tools, Kaguya is uncovering startling new evidence and unclocking age-old secrets. Buzz Aldrin said: “That satellite has improved our understanding, our definition, just what the surface of the Moon really looks like, and it ought to stir the imagination in any human being”.
We’ll look at how past explorations first introduced us to this alien realm and discover how Kaguya and other technologies will bring us back, this time to stay. Images like we’ve never seen them, direct from the Moon. The surface of the Moon, a place of haunting beauty. Today, vivid high-definition images like these are being transmitted back to Earth from a sophisticated spacecraft called Kaguya. And with them, a whole new perspective on the Moon. The Japanese Aerospace Exploration Agency blasted the Kaguya satellite into space in September 2007. It’s been orbiting 60 miles above the Moon’s surface, ever since. At 3 tons and 16 feet long, Kaguya is roughly the size of a large pickup truck, and boasts 14 sophisticated tools including special cameras, spectrometers, a magnetometer and a plasma imager.
Carlton Allen said: “The Japanese Kaguya spacecraft is really providing spectacular data unlike anything we’ve seen before, making measurements of depth that we have never had before”.
Incredible images like these may finally help us solve the mysteries of the Moon and give us new insight into the origins and evolution of planet Earth. The Earth and Moon share a dramatic past. Scientists believe that 4.5 billion years ago, a rogue body as big as Mars, smashed into our young planet, forever changing its destiny. They call this event the Giant Impact. The spectacular collision turns Earth into a blazing ball of molten rock firing up our atmosphere to several thousand degrees Fahrenheit, and flings many trillions of tons of rocky debris into out orbit. This debris begins to collide and merge, and eventually, the Moon is born. The power of gravity has tethered it to Earth ever since, orbiting around 236,000 miles away. The Moon shines back at us each might with the same familiar face. In its glow, we may see a man in the Moon, or a rabbit… but what the Kaguya satellite sees is a new set of clues about the Moon’s unique composition. This smooth, dark plain is called the Sea of Rains. The dark areas are craters filled with ancient lava flows, and is typical of the terrain facing the Earth. The patterns we know as the face of the Moon are actually a combination of numerous craters that were long ago filled with dark lava. This is the only side of the Moon we can see from Earth. The far side of the Moon, mistakenly referred to as the dark side, has a vastly different terrain. It gets the same amount of sunlight, but has more giant craters and hardly any trace of dark lava. The question is, why are the two sides so different? Dr. Noriyuki Namiki is studying this phenomenon by using Kaguya’s unique scientific instruments.
Dr. Noriyuki Namiki said: “Numerous lunar probes have been launched to study the Moon’s surface, so we know a lot about that. But in order to find out about the Moon’s history, we need to go below the surface and look inside”.
He believes that the satellite's orbital path holds the key to understanding the moon's internal structure. This is because the Moon's gravitational pull varies along the satellite's trajactory. By precisely measuring changes to map the gravitational fields. Kaguya uses an innovative satellite-to-sub-satellite system to relay data when it's on the far side of the Moon. These red spots highlight areas on the near side of the Moon with a stronger than usual gravitational pull, indicating high density mass under the surface. There is no such area on the far side of the Moon. Instead, these blue spots reveal areas where the gravitational force is weaker than usual, indicating low-density mass undernearth.
Dr. Noriyuki Namiki said: “When the results of the first observation came out, we were elated. It was this feeling of. Yes, we were right! We knew there was a difference in the surface of the far side and that of the near side. But the different patterns in the gravitational field indicate that the differences are not just superficial, they go deep”.
So, what caused these big structural differences in the Moon’s inner core? Dr. Kiyoshi Kuramoto believes the Earth holds the key. The moon’s orbital path was once much closer to the Earth than it is today, so much so that gravity pulled it into an egg shape. As the Moon’s orbit moved farther away from the Earth, it assumed its spherical shape. But there were lasting effects. Earth’s gravitational force is believed to have dragged softened rock to me side. And as a result, uranium and other radioactive substances became concentrated on the near side of the Moon. These superheated materials melted deeper rock, which erupted as heavy lava. And the Moon’s near side gained its signature pattern of dark and light.
I had lots of memories when I was a child, about 8 years old. My younger sister and I were studied in a same school and a same time in the mornings. We finished at 11 am and we had to go to a seminary and we had to study here until 3.30 pm.
Every evening, when my sister and I finished school about 3.30 pm, we often went to a tennis court to play tennis and have dinner there with my parents. My parents almost came here to play tennis everyday. About 7 pm all of us went home.
After we had a bath, my mother checked and taught us about the lesson in school. I have written with my lelf-hand but I was given a thrashing by my mother, so I changed to the right-hand until now. When we finished, my sister and I were watched TV to 9 pm. I liked The Small Flowers Channel very much because this channel had lots of different acts everyday.
At the weekends, I liked to go to my country about 25kms from my city to see my Grand-mother and go fishing with my friends. I had 2 chickens and a dog and they often followed me when they saw me.
I only wore t-shirt and short everyday because they made me to be comfortable. I dreamed to become superman because I liked to fly in the sky. My favourite food was seafood and my father often took all of us to a restaurant to eat seafood at the weekends.
I was scare the doctors very much because I did not like to see the injection needle. Most of people said that I looked like my mother. That time, my family did not have lots of money but we always have laugh and happiness. I wish I could be a child forever.
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.
Why she had to go
I don't know she wouldn't say
I said something wrong
Now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Why she had to go
I don't know she wouldn't say
I said something wrong
Now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
The man in this song is very disappointed with his life and himself. May be between them had a big problem, so the woman lelf him and went far away. And now he becomes a different guy, a pessimist. He doesn't want to do anything, just wants to hide away. In my opinion, the singer sang this song sadly so all of us have a sad feeling. Now let's try to listen this song with another way in this website and you will see a different feeling:
Suddenly I looked at you
Because I heard your pleasant voice
Soft and sweet words agreeable to the ears
And I saw your indulgent face
Not luxurious like other girls
Not stand out from a crow
But you have a special and seductive smile
The smile makes your face brighter
Who are you and where are you from,
A fairy or a guardian angel?
A kind mother or a kindergartener?
Why I did not recognize you before
May be you were very quiet
May be I was a silly guy
May be we were only strangers
A lot of may be
But I knew that
You made my emotion to overflow
I wanted to sing a song
I wanted to burn my thirsts and sinfulness inside me
My rage was disappeared
And I was as calm as a cat when you were talking
You will not know what I am thinking
And what I am doing
But you should know that
I have been thinking of you
Because I heard your pleasant voice
Soft and sweet words agreeable to the ears
And I saw your indulgent face
Not luxurious like other girls
Not stand out from a crow
But you have a special and seductive smile
The smile makes your face brighter
Who are you and where are you from,
A fairy or a guardian angel?
A kind mother or a kindergartener?
Why I did not recognize you before
May be you were very quiet
May be I was a silly guy
May be we were only strangers
A lot of may be
But I knew that
You made my emotion to overflow
I wanted to sing a song
I wanted to burn my thirsts and sinfulness inside me
My rage was disappeared
And I was as calm as a cat when you were talking
You will not know what I am thinking
And what I am doing
But you should know that
I have been thinking of you
Nhãn:
My poems and thinkings
You went far way to the horizonLet me be looking forward to you
How much attentive and tender
How much thirst for living by your side.
If you want to come back to me
Please love me as normally as you can
Please give me attentiveness and tender
Such as the thirst inside me.
I wish that one day you will be next to me
We will go together on the stream of life
I wish that time will go fast to the end of it
We will be together and you will be frank to me
Forever………
They hate you so much
They want to kill you
You don't care!
You have lots of chidren
You can go anywhere
You don't care!
You can eat anytime
Your happiness is your enemy's fair
You don't care!
Everywhere can be your house
Clean, dirty or gloomy
You don't care!
Money, gold or diamonds
Clothes, cars or big houses
You don't care!
Trouble or happiness
Peace or war
You don't care!
Your life is too short
But you have a happy life
You don't care!
You're a King of the Kings
I'd like to become you
And I know that you'll never care
Because you're only a mosquito.
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