Nabil, Class 11

Nabil, Class 11




Dear Diary

As I gaze out of the porthole I’m struck by the technology that delivered us to the space station. Today when just 100 years ago the horse was still the common form of transport but now the crew and I examine the rocket in crew quarters. The rocket is the transport made by Russia which will take us to the ISS. At our landing base in Kazakhstan I am ready for a once in a lifetime journey. The preparation and training paid off for two years in Star city Mexico, Houston, Johnson. My training in Mexico really paid off as I told you but has been really challenging and isolated.

As we get ready to launch in Kazakhstan I glimpse out of the porthole and say my goodbyes .I feel wrecked with nerves and the heartbeat of emotion. People countdown ready for launch I am relaxed and calm but scared because the rocket might blow up.5,4,3,2,1, BLAST OFF I`m strapped in the cockpit of the rocket with the seeds we are working on, as the sky turns white, blue and black. I feel the punch of Og and see the ISS orbiting or mother Earth.

As we dock and attach to the ISS docking chamber. I climb and float to the hatch bright lights came out of nowhere it was scientist taking pictures of me. We meet and greet and the transmission from the camera came to my parents it was good to hear from them. I am the first child in space and I will treasure that moment forever and I am here to make history and to make the future for our planet excellent. My name is Major Hassan and I will never forget that.

I am in space and I feel dizzy and disorientated because this is a new home and I feel that I have signals to the brain. It`s really good here and we have the same temperature as Earth to heat   up our water. I sleep without a sleeping bag and have mastered the somersault in different ways but Tim Peake can`t. I`ll have to get used to the system but the whole diary was about one thing one shout out for child and big shout outs for children.

CHAPTER 5 - Newspaper report