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What Kids Say About Carole Marsh Mysteries . . . I love the real locations! Reading the book always makes me want to go and visit them all on our next family vacation. My Mom says maybe, but I can’t wait! One day, I want to be a real kid in one of Ms. Marsh’s mystery books. I think it would be fun, and I think I am a real character anyway. I filled out the application and sent it in and am keeping my fingers crossed! History was not my favorite subject until I starting reading Carole Marsh Mysteries. Ms. Marsh really brings history to life. Also, she leaves room for the scary and fun. I think Christina is so smart and brave. She is lucky to be in the mystery books because she gets to go to a lot of places. I always wonder just how much of the book is true and what is made up. Trying to figure that out is fun! Grant is cool and funny! He makes me laugh a lot!! I like that there are boys and girls in the story of different ages. Some mysteries I outgrow, but I can always find a favorite character to identify with in these books. They are scary, but not too scary. They are funny. I learn a lot. There is always food which makes me hungry. I feel like I am there.

What Parents and Teachers Say About Carole Marsh Mysteries . . . I think kids love these books because they have such a wealth of detail. I know I learn a lot reading them! It’s an engaging way to look at the history of any place or event. I always say I’m only going to read one chapter to the kids, but that never happens—it’s always two or three, at least! —Librarian Reading the mystery and going on the field trip—Scavenger Hunt in hand—was the most fun our class ever had! It really brought the place and its history to life. They loved the real kids characters and all the humor. I loved seeing them learn that reading is an experience to enjoy! —4th grade teacher Carole Marsh is really on to something with these unique mysteries. They are so clever; kids want to read them all. The Teacher’s Guides are chock full of activities, recipes, and additional fascinating information. My kids thought I was an expert on the subject—and with this tool, I felt like it! —3rd grade teacher My students loved writing their own mystery book! Ms. Marsh’s reproducible guidelines are a real jewel. They learned about copyright and ended up with their own book they were so proud of! —Reading/Writing Teacher “The kids seem very realistic—my children seemed to relate to the characters. Also, it is educational by expanding their knowledge about the famous places in the books.” “They are what children like: mysteries and adventures with children they can relate to.” “Encourages reading for pleasure.” “This series is great. It can be used for reluctant readers, and as a history supplement.”

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Ebook edition Copyright ©2011 Carole Marsh Mysteries™ and its skull colophon and Fantasy Field Trips™ are the property of Carole Marsh and Gallopade International. Published by Gallopade International/Carole Marsh Books. Printed in the United States of America. Managing Editor: Sherry Moss Senior Editor: Janice Baker Assistant Editor: Mike Kelly Cover Design: Vicki DeJoy Cover and Inside Illustrations: Kirin Knapp ( Content Design: Darryl Lilly, Outreach Graphics Mars is a trademark of Mars, Incorporated. Gallopade International is introducing SAT words that kids need to know in each new book that we publish. The SAT words are bold in the story. Look for this special logo beside each word in the glossary. Happy Learning! Gallopade is proud to be a member and supporter of these educational organizations and associations: American Booksellers Association American Library Association International Reading Association National Association for Gifted Children The National School Supply and Equipment Association The National Council for the Social Studies Museum Store Association Association of Partners for Public Lands This book is a complete work of fiction. All attractions, product names, or other works mentioned in this book are trademarks of their respective owners and the names and images used in this book are strictly for editorial purposes; no commercial claims to their use is claimed by the author or publisher. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise), without the prior written permission of both the copyright owner and the above publisher of this book. The scanning, uploading, and distribution of this book via the Internet or via any other means without the permission of the publisher is illegal and punishable by law. Please purchase only authorized electronic editions and do not participate in or encourage electronic piracy of copyrightable materials. Your support of the author’s rights is appreciated.

20 Years ago… As a mother and an author, one of the fondest periods of my life was when I decided to write mystery books for children. At this time (1979) kids were pretty much glued to the TV, something parents and teachers complained about the way they do about web surfing and blogging today. I decided to set each mystery in a real place—a place kids could go and visit for themselves after reading the book. And I also used real children as characters. Usually a couple of myown children served as characters, and I had no trouble recruiting kids from the book’s location to also be characters. Also, I wanted all the kids—boys and girls of all ages—to participate in solving the mystery. And, I wanted kids to learn something as they read. Something about the history of the location. And I wanted the stories to be funny. That formula of real+scary+smart+fun served me well. I love getting letters from teachers and parents who say they read the book with their class or child, then visited the historic site and saw all the places in the mystery for themselves. What’s so great about that? What’s great is that you and your children have an experience that bonds you together forever. Something you shared. Something you both cared about at the time. Something that crossed all age levels—a good story, a good scare, a good laugh! 20 years later,

Carole Marsh

Hey, kids! As you see—here we are ready to embark on another of our exciting Carole Marsh Mystery adventures! You know, in "real life," I keep very close tabs on Christina, Grant, and their friends when we travel. However, in the mystery books, they always seem to slip away from Papa and I so that they can try to solve the mystery on their own! I hope you will go to and apply to be a character in a future mystery book! Well, The Mystery Girl is all tuned up and ready for "take-off!" Gotta go... Papa says so! Wonder what I've forgotten this time? Happy "Armchair Travel" Reading, Mimi

About the characters

Ms. Bogus’ Fourth Grade Alpine McAlpine School Can you imagine a class where you go on field trips that are literally “out of this world?” The kids in Ms. Bogus’ fourth grade class don’t just imagine Fantasy Field Trips—they experience them! Meet Ms. Bogus, the quirky teacher with the big heart and even bigger imagination! On the left are twins Skylar and Drew, and Colette, who sits in a wheelchair but stands tall in the middle of every Fantasy Field Trip adventure! On the right are Lucia, the girl who loves to travel; Willy, the class clown with lots of big ideas; and Sarah, the shy blonde who loves to read. There are lots of other kids to meet in Ms. Bogus’ class, too. So, let’s go—it’s time for a Fantasy Field Trip!

Books in This Serie s #1 Adventure to the Eight Wonders of the World #2 Adventure to the Planet Mars #3 Adventure to the Pioneer Prairie

Table of Contents Prologue 1 You’re It . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .1 2 Donuts for Everyone . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .9 3 Mars-velous . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .15 4 Free as a Bird . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .21 5 The Light Bridge . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .27 6 Yeti, SETI, Schmeti! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .31 7 No Peeking . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .35 8 Wild Roller Coaster Ride . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .43 9 In a Jam . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .47 10 Teamwork . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .51 11 Murphy’s Law . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .57 12 A Sledding We Will Go . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .61 13 Please Don’t Erupt! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .65 14 Pull up! Pull up! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .69 15 Rock and Roll . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .73 16 Turtle Artists . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .77 17 Alien Robots . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .79 18 So Far From Home . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .83 19 Sliding on Sand . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .87 20 Eenie, Meenie, Minie, Moe . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .91 21 In the Dark . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .95 22 Pillow Fight . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .99 Epilogue . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .103 About the Author . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .107 Book Club . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .108 Glossary . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .110 Mars Trivia . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .111 Scavenger Hunt . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .112 Pop Quiz . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .113 Tech Connects . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .114


The Alpine McAlpine school bus pulled off I-40 into Flagstaff, Arizona on its way to the Lowell Observatory. A sign on the side of the bus printed in big bold letters claimed, LOWELL OBSERVATORY OR BUST! “The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round, the wheels on…” Drew, Skylar, Willy, Colette, and Lucia sang at the top of their lungs. Sarah, on the other hand, was doing what she usually did. She had her head buried in a book. Even though this book was older and a little more tattered than the usual science books she liked to read, she was enjoying its main theme, plus it had lots of


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pictures. Her only movement was to occasionally brush her blond hair away from her sapphire-blue eyes. “Come on, Sarah,” Lucia said. “Come and join us! You can read your book at the hotel tonight.” Lucia gazed out the bus window at the sparkling streetlights. This was the first nighttime field trip the class had ever taken. “You know I don’t like to sing,” Sarah said. “I have a terrible voice.” “My voice teacher says there’s no such thing as a terrible voice,” Lucia said, “just an untrained voice. Besides, we ran out of songs to sing, anyway.” “I don’t know,” Sarah said. “This is a really interesting book.” Lucia made a skeptical face. “Really?” she said. “What’s the name of this really interesting book?” Sarah held it up for Lucia to see. “The Mystery of the Face on Mars,” she said.



“Okay, so what’s the mystery?” Lucia asked. “And whose face is on Mars?” Looking over her shoulder, she added, “I hope it’s not Willy’s! ” Willy was showing Colette his favorite Martian face, by hooking his little pinky fingers in his mouth and pulling on his eyes with his forefingers to distort his face. Sarah giggled. “No, the face isn’t that bad,” she said. “Back in 1976, the Viking 1 spacecraft was orbiting Mars, snapping pictures of possible landing areas for another spacecraft. One of the pictures showed an eerie image of an enormous head almost two miles long. It seemed to be staring right at the spacecraft’s camera.” “Interesting,” Lucia said, obviously uninterested. Willy plopped into the seat next to Sarah. “It’s only interesting if the face blinked or fluttered its eyelashes or something,” Willy said. “Otherwise, it’s just a land formation like a mesa or a butte. Hey, maybe it’s the face of


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the Roman god of war.” Willy snapped his fingers as if trying to think of his name. “Oh! What’s his name? Oh, yeah! Mars!” “Very funny, funny boy,” Sarah said. “The interesting part is that some people claim that NASA is involved in a cover-up. They say the face is too symmetrical to be naturally made, so it must have been made by aliens!” “You mean there might really be Martians?” Lucia asked.


You’re It!

Willy peeked around the exhibit he was hiding behind in the Lowell Observatory rotunda. He kept an eye out for his teacher, Ms. Bogus. She was tall, pear-shaped, and never went anywhere without the strand of white pearls that laid against the front of her oversized dress. Her short, unbrushed hair and outdated, slip-on shoes made her look quite old fashioned. But what really stood out were the cat-eye, gold glasses that were always perched low on her nose. Ms. Bogus stood across the room at a display case, reading. Sarah leaned against the


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display case next to her. She was the only student not playing tag. Willy couldn’t see Drew, his twin brother Skylar, or Lucia, which was okay because they weren’t “It.” Colette was. Willy didn’t like it when Colette was “It” because she was like a Ninja girl in a wheelchair. She was so quiet he couldn’t hear her moving around. There were no feet shuffling or footsteps to listen for, so he had learned to look for her shadow, but right now he couldn’t see it anywhere. Willy slithered to the other side of the exhibit. He stuck his head out just a bit. “You’re It!” Sarah whispered, tagging Willy on his elbow from behind. He jumped. Willy spun around, but Colette’s wheelchair was already streaking away from him.

You’re It!


“Man!” Willy said. “She always manages to sneak up on me.” He tucked his head into the arch of his bent arm as he leaned against the back of the exhibit. “One-one-thousand, twoone-thousand, three-one-thousand…”

Drew was hiding just 10 feet from where Willy had been tagged by Colette. As he took another bite of his Mars candy bar, he saw Willy tuck his head into his arm. Drew dashed quickly to another part of the observatory. He didn’t have to worry, though—he knew Willy would be on the hunt for Colette. Willy hated getting tagged by Colette, so whenever it happened, he went right after her. Drew just had to be careful so that Willy wouldn’t stumble upon him! “Nine-one-thousand, ten-one-thousand! Watch out everybody, here I come,” Willy called. He peered in the direction Colette


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had gone. The path took him right past Ms. Bogus. As he quietly tiptoed past her, he saw a partially open door on the side of the main rotunda. “Willy,” Ms. Bogus said, without even looking over her shoulder at him, “you’re going to have to wind up your game of tag soon, because we have a presentation to attend.” “Uhh!” Willy gulped. “Okay, Ms. B.” Willy squeezed through the doorway, quietly shutting the door behind him. It was dark, very dark. “This is a perfect place for Colette to be hiding,” he thought. He took out his cell phone and opened it for just a few seconds. The light emitting from the little screen gave him a quick view of his surroundings. It was time for Willy to become a Ninja himself. He set out slowly and quietly, like a jungle cat hunting its prey. He emitted no sound, except for his quiet, slow breathing. Stealth was everything in a good game of

You’re It!


“You’re It.” He got down on his hands and knees and crawled further into the dark void, feeling around, hoping to accidentally touch Colette. He bumped into something hard. He patted the floor around it. It was a table with some sort of machine on it. The machine felt like a projector they used in school to show movies. He kept crawling. He could hear people talking, but he couldn’t make out what they were saying.

Ms. Bogus stood outside the double doors that led into the Vickers McAllister Space Theatre. She peered over the top of her glasses, as the children lined up to go inside. She noticed Willy was nowhere in sight. “Does anyone know where Willy is?” Ms. Bogus asked the class.


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Drew tried to cover for him, wrapping a loose strand of long blond hair behind his ear. “I think he went to the bathroom, Ms. B.” “I’ll go fetch the lad,” a museum worker offered. “In the meantime, you can get the other children situated inside.” He strolled to the doors and stopped. “Children, there is to be no talking beyond this point. Find yourself a seat and the presentation will start shortly.” He opened the doors for them to enter and then headed toward the Men’s Room. The children sat in the front of the room. No one uttered a word as they watched the back door for Willy. Willy muttered to himself as he continued to crawl. “If there was just a little bit of light, I could see if I’m on the right track,” he said. His left shoulder bumped into a corner. He felt around it and decided it must be the entrance to another room. He followed the wall around the corner and stayed close to it as he slid further into the darkness. This

You’re It!


has got to be where she’s hiding, Willy thought. The lights in the theater dimmed slowly. The children turned back toward the heavy black curtains in front of them as they began to part. Suddenly, they all burst into laughter as they saw Willy, on his hands and knees, below the projection screen. Willy stared out into the sea of laughing faces. He stood up and wiped off his pants. “I was wondering when you guys were going to get here,” he said with a red-faced grin. He bowed and made a circular motion with his arm. “I now present…the planet Mars!” Just as Willy said, “Mars,” an image of Mars burst onto the screen behind him. The theater filled with wild applause!


Donuts for Everyone Dr. Bob Parker stood at the front of the theater. A laptop computer was perched on top of the podium next to him. Ms. Bogus had just introduced him as one of the research scientists who worked at the Lowell Observatory. He typed in a few computer commands and Mars came into sharper focus on the screen. “This is the planet Mars,” Dr. Parker said. “At the moment, it is 40 million miles from earth.” An image of the earth and Mars orbiting the sun appeared, splitting the screen.


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“That mileage varies because of Mars’ further distance from the sun and its elliptical orbit, as you can see here,” Dr. Parker explained, pointing at the screen with a red laser pointer. “Does anyone know how long it takes the earth to make one orbit of the sun?” Everyone raised their hands. Willy was one of the last to do so. Dr. Parker looked at his nametag. “Willy, what do you think?” “That’s easy,” Willy replied, squirming in his seat. “I know the answer to this because I’ve watched my older sister fix her hair and put on makeup, and by the time she was done, all four seasons had come and gone,” Willy said. The other boys snickered. “It takes 365 days or one full year,” he finally answered. “That’s right, Willy,” Dr. Parker said. “So then, does anyone know how long it would take Mars to make one orbit of the sun?” Sarah was the only student to raise her hand. “What’s the answer, Sarah?” Dr. Parker asked.

Donuts for Everyone


“Like Willy said, that’s easy,” she answered. “It’s 687 earth days or four times longer than it takes Willy to get a school project done!” “Hey!” Willy said. “That was a really hard project.” Everyone giggled. “You’re correct, Sarah,” Dr. Parker said. “Is that a live image of Mars?” she asked. “Yes,” Dr. Parker said. “It’s being relayed to us by NASA’s Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter that is currently in orbit around Mars.” “If the gravity on Mars is less than on Earth, would things weigh less?” Colette asked in a soft voice. “Good question, Colette,” Dr. Parker said. “How much do you think your dad weighs?” “I’m not sure, but my mom says he weighs too much, and that he’s got to stop going to the donut shop when he’s working,” Colette said.


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“I didn’t know your dad was an Alpine policeman!” Willy said, grinning. The rest of the class giggled. “He’s not, Mr. Smarty Pants,” Colette said. “He’s an insurance salesman, and his office is right next to the donut shop.” Colette turned back to Dr. Parker. “I think I heard him say he weighs 180 pounds.” “Very good,” Dr. Parker said, writing 180 on a marker board next to the podium. He then divided it by 2.6. “On Mars, your dad would weigh about 69 pounds,” he explained. “Everyone, pull out a piece of paper and write your weight on it. Then, divide your weight by 2.6. Your answer is your approximate weight on Mars.” “Wow!” Drew said. “I’d weigh less than 40 pounds. Man, I bet I could jump pretty far on Mars.” “Yes, you could, Drew,” Dr. Parker said. Skylar raised his hand. “Are there really aliens on Mars?” he asked.

Donuts for Everyone


“We don’t believe there are,” Dr. Parker said. “We haven’t found proof of any life on Mars yet, at least not anything above microscopic life.” Not to be outdone by his brother, Drew threw his hand up. “I thought I read a display that Percival Lowell found irrigation canals on Mars built by an intelligent civilization.” “Well, Drew, you did,” Dr. Parker said, “but the rest of that display went on to explain how Percival was wrong. The canals he saw were just an optical illusion. Remember, back then we didn’t have probes that could go to Mars and take pictures. The first photographs we got back from the Mariner 4 space probe in 1965 proved there weren’t any canals.” Tap, tap, tap. The children turned in the direction of a light knock on the back doors of the theater. A tiny, gray-haired woman entered quietly, carrying a brown box. She handed the box to Ms. Bogus, whispered something in her ear,


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and then hurried out of the room. Ms. Bogus set the box on the table next to her. “What’s in the box?” Willy asked. “I hope they’re donuts!” The class giggled. Colette gave him her best “Shut Up!” stare. “Hey,” Willy said. “I’m really hungry.”


Mars-velous “What about the Face on Mars?” Sarah asked Dr. Parker. “Some people believe it was built by intelligent beings that passed through our solar system. Is NASA hiding the truth about the face?” she continued. “I think the image taken by our Viking 1 spacecraft in 1976 looks too symmetrical to be a natural landform like a mesa or a butte. What do you think it is, Dr. Parker?” “I believe it’s just a natural landform,” Dr. Parker replied, as he typed in several commands on the laptop. “This is the area of Mars we call Cydonia. It’s where the Face on Mars is located. And this is what Sarah is talking about.” The screen split in two, with the Viking 1 photograph of the Face on Mars on the left, and a real-time image on the right.


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“Wow!” Willy said. “That looks like the face of one of those Egyptian pharaohs. That is one homely guy!” “The picture on the left is the one that caused the big stir—it’s two miles long,” Dr. Parker explained. “Let me close in on the real-time face on the right of the screen.” His fingers flew over the keyboard and the Face on Mars grew to fill the screen. “That does look like something someone created,” Sarah said.



“Naw!” Willy said with a snort. “You can see the valleys where the eye sockets are, and the part that looks like a nose is just a mountain. Besides, have you ever seen a building that size? That’s bigger than the pyramids and the Pentagon put together!” “That’s a good point,” Colette said. “I agree with Willy. How many times do we look at clouds and see images of faces or animals? Those images are naturally formed by wind blowing the clouds around, not by some alien.” “I don’t know…” Drew said. “I’m with Sarah. I think she’s right about the evenness of the face. Look at the eye sockets—they’re the same size, plus the right side of the face matches the left.” “Hey, class,” Dr. Parker interrupted, scanning his wristwatch, “no one knows for sure! It’s a mystery, one that I’ll leave up to you to solve. Unfortunately, I have to go and talk to another tour group. I hope you all enjoy your visit to the Lowell Observatory.”


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After Dr. Parker left the theater, Ms. Bogus asked, “Any more questions? I know that one of you has a question in your incredible, supercomputer brain.” “I do,” Willy said. “Are there any donuts in that box?” Willy pointed at the box on the table, as the class giggled. “We’ll get to that, Willy,” Ms. Bogus said. “Questions?” she persisted. Willy raised his hand again. “Wouldn’t it be awesome to take a trip to Mars?” he asked. “Maybe we could explore the Face on Mars. That would be Mars-velous!” “I’m game,” Drew said. “We could check out that giant volcano that’s three times the size of Mt. Everest and maybe roast some ‘mars-mallows’ over it.” “Just think,” Skylar said, “if we could go there, we would make all the other classes green with Martian envy.” “Is it even possible to do that?” Lucia asked.



“Sure!” Colette said, louder than usual. “If we can travel to the moon, we can travel to Mars. It would depend on how close Mars is to us right now.” “Actually,” Sarah spoke up, “I read that Mars is going to be at its closest point to us, for the year, this week. But if we use the light bridge, Mars’ distance from us is unimportant.” “A light bridge? What’s that?” Lucia asked, looking at Ms. Bogus. “Well, my dear children,” she replied, “a light bridge is an accelerated time portal, or doorway—in this case—to Mars, which would reduce the travel time to Mars to just under an hour, instead of six months.” Ms. Bogus gazed at all the expectant faces. “So, do you want to go to Mars?” Everyone nodded. “Okay!” Ms. Bogus exclaimed. She opened the brown box, reached in, and pulled out a handful of self-adhesive patches. “Lucia,


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give one of these to each member of the class,” she instructed. “Just peel off the paper backing,” Ms. Bogus said, demonstrating how to put the patch on, “and stick it on your left shoulder.” “These are awesome, Ms. B!” Willy shouted. The patch featured the Jolly Jet the class had used to travel to the Eight Wonders of the World and the words, Alpine McAlpine School, Trip to Mars around the edge. The Jolly Jet looked a little different this time—it looked like a rocket ship! “Okay,” Ms. Bogus said, “quiet down, lay your heads back, relax, and listen.” The kids wiggled in their seats to get comfortable. Soon, their eyes closed and their breathing slowed. Ms. Bogus’ melodic voice filled their ears. “The first thing we’ll do,” she explained, “is escape the earth’s gravity to get into orbit. Being in orbit allows us to use Earth’s centrifugal force to fling us out into space toward Mars.”

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