The Problem   von Joanne-Lilian_Jannis
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The Problem

„Comander we have a problem!“ That was the sentence I never wanted to listen

to. It´s hard to believe how you feel if it happend and believe me you never
want. I 
saw films in my life before and I always thought it will never happen but if it
hap-
pen we won´t be protected.
Now it is, my collage, my friend tell me: „Comander we have a problem!“
He allready talk to me but I can´t listen to him. He is talking about something

like benzine, burning, falling down and die. I see into his face, shocked, his
mouth 
moves but I can´t understand anything. His eyes are filled with tears and he
shakes 
me. My friend, my best friend is crying. Now I can listen to his words...
„...I´ll never see her again. My poor wife and my baby, my little baby. My
wife 
is still pregnant I´ll never see my baby...“ „Oh, shut up! You will se them
both. 
That´s a order!!“ Now I´m alive, I´m here. I can fight, not only fighting
for me, no, 
for my friend, my collage, his famlily and his no-born baby. My family and me is

not so imoprtent in this moment, my children are grown and have thier own fami-
lies and my wife... Okay I would be happy if I´m able to see her again, but in
that 
case it´s not so importent. She will miss me but she will live without me
becaise we 
had beautyfull 20 years together and I´ll live on in her mementos(memories). 
Now my hands are moveing through the cocpit. I don´t think only do. A picture
of 
my friends familycome into my mind. The racket is ready, now we can move out of

the mashine by ejector seat. But there is another mistake, a defect para chute.
I 
push the buttom but nothing happend, no life protectig measure. „We have to do
it 
by a manial way, Chip. I stay here and you have to go.“ Before he can say any

word, he is catapulted out of the racket. It goes striktly downward. I can´t do

something. In my mind I send masgaes to my family and believe that they can hear

me. But now the contact broke down. I can feel the heat and then... Then
nothing...


(The racket exploded and the ruins fell into the Pazific Ocaen. Jack Mathews
collage(Chip) survived and had a 
bright life with his wife and his little son Jack who was born at the day when
the racket fell down.)

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