Moon People on Mother’s Day

In honor of Mother’s Day in America — and for new friends and followers of my blog I want to take this opportunity to re-publish a piece of writing I did when I was 12 years old! 

I give thanks to my mother and father for giving me a room with a view in which to write to my heart’s content.

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Moon People – Friday 25 February 1977

When moon people grow old, they do not die. They just vanish into thin air, like smoke – and talking of smoke, I must tell you about their diet, which is precisely the same for everyone. When they feel hungry, they light a fire and roast some frogs on it – for there are lots of these creatures flying around in the air. Then while the frogs are roasting, they draw up chairs around the fire, as if it were a sort of dining-room table, and gobble up the smoke.

That is all they ever eat. And to quench their thirst they just squeeze some air into a glass and drink that: the liquid produced is rather like dew.

Bald men are considered very handsome on the moon, and long hair is thought absolutely revolting. But on young stars like the comets, which have not yet lost their hair, it is just the other way round. Or so I was told by a comet-dweller who was having a holiday on the moon when I was there.

I forgot to mention that they wear their beards a little above the knee; and they have not any toenails, for the very good reason that they have not any toes. What they have got, however, is a large cabbage growing just above the buttocks like a tail. It is always in flower, and never gets broken, even if they fall on their backs.

When they blow their noses, what comes out is extremely sour honey, and when they have been working hard or taking strenuous exercise, they swear milk at every pore. Occasionally, they turn it into cheese, by adding a few drops of the honey. They also make olive oil out of onions, and the resulting fluid is extremely rich and has a very delicate perfume.

They have any number of vines, which produce not wine but water, for the grapes are made of ice; and there, in my view, you have the scientific explanation of hail storms, which occur whenever the wind is strong enough to blow the fruit off the vines.

They use their stomachs as handbags for carrying things around in, for they can open and shut them at will. If you look inside one, there is nothing to be seen in the way of digestive organs, but the whole interior is lined with fur so that it can also be used as a centrally-heated pram for babies in cold weather.

The upper class people wear clothes made of flexible glass, but the material is rather expensive, so most people have to be content with copper textiles. For there is any amount of copper in the soil, which becomes as soft as wool when soaked in water.

I hardly like to tell you about their eyes, for fear you should think I’m exaggerating, because it really does sound incredible. Still, I might as well risk it, so goes: their eyes are detachable!!

As for ears, they have to be satisfied with a couple of plane-tree leaves.

I must just mention one other thing I saw in the King’s Palace on the moon. It was a large mirror suspended over a fairly shallow tank. If you got into the tank you could hear everything that was being said on Earth, and if you looked in the mirror, you could see what was going on anywhere in the world, as clearly as if you were actually there yourself.

I had a look at all the people I knew at home, but whether they me saw me or not I cannot really say.

50 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. draliman
    May 12, 2013 @ 20:25:12

    You wrote this when you were 12? What an incredible imagination!
    My favourite bit was the centrally-heated stomach prams.

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    • Michele D'Acosta
      May 12, 2013 @ 20:35:27

      Hi, yes, I wrote this when I was 12! I used to love watching children’s sci-fi shows. Delighted you liked the bit about “the centrally-heated stomach prams”. An innovation still to be adopted :-) Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts. Peace and blessings. Michele

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  2. The Story Reading Ape
    May 12, 2013 @ 20:33:03

    What a GREAT imagination and excellent storytelling skills :)

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  3. Brian Hughes
    May 12, 2013 @ 20:38:36

    I’m sure I bought some of that Honey from Tesco the other week.,

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  4. kdavisfanclub
    May 12, 2013 @ 20:40:37

    Ace! I love the idea of sneezing honey, what a bizarre and wonderful poem, filled me with glee. I must note that bald men are not only handsome on the moon though! Loved this, Michele :)

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    • Michele D'Acosta
      May 12, 2013 @ 20:58:52

      Kieran (Baldy) your comments always make me smile. And I love that you made me and your wife blush in the same week! You’re so wonderful :-) Really delighted that you liked this bizarre poem. Now that you’ve read a few of my pieces is it clear to you that I was born a nutcase?!! And, yes, isn’t it reassuring to know that there are bald guys on the moon? Blessings to you. Michele

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      • kdavisfanclub
        May 12, 2013 @ 21:07:52

        I believe the technical term is ‘fruitloop’ and all the best people are, Michele! *grins* :)

  5. kdavisfanclub
    May 12, 2013 @ 20:43:34

    Additional: the reason for visiting today was your comment about mother’s day apperaing in my email, I had no idea that mother’s day was not universally celebrated, we had ours weeks ago in the UK. Hasppy Mother’s day to all the mums of America! Mother is the name of God in the hearts and minds of all children :)

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  6. Ms. Vee
    May 12, 2013 @ 21:23:19

    What a wonderful story. Wow, you were a writer at 12 years old. The sky is the limit, I hope you return to the moon again. I like to read what the moon people are doing these days.

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    • Michele D'Acosta
      May 12, 2013 @ 21:48:50

      Ms. Vee, thank you for more of your wonderful words of encouragement. I’d love to fly to the moon and write a travel piece about my time there! Maybe say “Hello” to a few a folks I wrote about in 1977!! Oh well, I’d better stop now before my imagination takes me away… God bless you. Michele

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  7. dishonestguy
    May 12, 2013 @ 21:28:23

    It’s funny, because this story just makes sense. Comet-dwellers and all.

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  8. annetteharris42
    May 12, 2013 @ 21:40:58

    Boy, you found your niche at a young age….I enjoyed this very much! Great job! Happy blogging!

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  9. annetteharris42
    May 12, 2013 @ 21:46:43

    Reblogged this on annetteharris42 and commented:
    This wonderful lady wrote this at age 12! Great job Michele D’Acosta!

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  10. toemailer
    May 12, 2013 @ 21:57:12

    Wow, this was our treat for the day! :)

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  11. juliemumonwheels
    May 12, 2013 @ 22:03:35

    You sound like me at 12 love of Sifi shows writing. But I would of them showed world my writing and did. But now no way would I . Other then thoughts on here of course.

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  12. Jennifer Writings of a Mrs
    May 12, 2013 @ 22:35:25

    “The upper class people wear clothes made of flexible glass, but the material is rather expensive, so most people have to be content with copper textiles.”
    Such an interesting and deep thought for such a young girl!

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    • Michele D'Acosta
      May 12, 2013 @ 22:46:07

      Laughter!! What can I say? When I read this piece again tonight I was thinking to myself “Wow, how did I dream up this stuff?” Like, the copper textiles??? I had a pretty weird upbringing and, as a result, I had to grow up very fast. Writing was my escape route. Perhaps it still is?! Thanks for reading. Happy Mother’s Day to you.

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  13. kiwiskan
    May 12, 2013 @ 23:10:14

    Lovely imagination. I just hope those stomachs didn’t digest the babies :)

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  14. buildingalifeofhope
    May 13, 2013 @ 01:56:24

    Your story brought a smile to my face! So creative at such a young age!

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  16. Bill Jones, Jr.
    May 13, 2013 @ 04:02:08

    This is absolutely wonderful, and very well written.

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  17. alasmindmenow
    May 13, 2013 @ 04:20:00

    Highly inventive for a 12 year old. I wish I could write like this now, they always say that viewing the world through a child’s eyes is one of the hardest (if not impossible) thing to do, as an adult.

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  18. Shanice
    May 13, 2013 @ 04:52:20

    Great imagination! I love it, I smiled all throughout reading it.. I find it so amazing that you wrote this at 12! :)

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  19. Sahm King
    May 13, 2013 @ 10:44:00

    Wow. This took me back through time, I think, to when I received my first telescope, and I thought to search for people on the moon. This is unbelievable, not in that farfetched way that I could imagine adults might mean upon first reading a tale such as this, but in that way that, somehow, as children, we’re all the same, I think, looking for people on the moon, imagining whole other worlds and bringing them to life. But the detail with which you did it, and at 12. Incredible. At 12, I was emulating the artists of my favorite Japanese animated cartoons and failing miserably.

    What a very awesome tale, Michele! :)

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  20. Catherine Johnson
    May 13, 2013 @ 10:44:29

    Oh that is awesome! 12 wow. There’s definitely an MG book here.

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  21. Sahm King
    May 13, 2013 @ 10:46:00

    Reblogged this on The Arkside of Thought and commented:
    If I could write like this when I was 12, well, the places I plan to go would be the places I’ve been. Check it out people!

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  22. AbbyNduta(ofso)
    May 13, 2013 @ 11:02:51

    Wow, this from a twelve year old’s brain, is astounding. Great post here, I beleieve you are a mama too? Belated Mother’s day!

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  23. Jennifer Barricklow
    May 13, 2013 @ 12:48:33

    It’s wonderful the things we write before we learn “how to write.” Still trying to get back into that pre-internal-editor zone…thanks for sharing this!

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  24. thecheesewolf
    May 13, 2013 @ 18:24:44

    So love this story! The joy and wonder are just beautiful to read. Thank you so much for sharing!

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  25. Ishaiya
    May 13, 2013 @ 19:13:11

    Wonderful piece M. You really do inspire me with your extraordinary view of the world. You are as equally rare as you claim me to be my dear friend. I’m glad to know you, love and blessings
    Lady Isis x

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  26. superduque777
    May 13, 2013 @ 19:33:51

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  27. Woolly Muses
    May 13, 2013 @ 21:22:18

    How wonderful it would be if all twelve year olds approached their writing with an imagination such as yours. Thanks for stopping by and following WoollyMuses. I will be watching for more of your posts.

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  28. peacewisdomprosperity
    May 13, 2013 @ 22:29:44

    I second pretty much everything everyone said so far :) I am so impressed right now, this story is so out of this world (pun intended hehe) This is the perfect representation of the limitlessness of our mind! What an incredible gift we are blessed with…this brain of ours! I guess I will be force-feeding sci-fi movies to my kids , I’ll get back to you with the results in a few years :P

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  29. t h i n g s + f l e s h
    May 14, 2013 @ 17:38:08

    what a lovely, inventive and playful thing this is. i would like to have been friends when you were 12. tony

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  30. aliceswonderingland
    May 14, 2013 @ 21:27:46

    This is AMAZING. What a beautiful mind! I’d love to see this with sketchy pictures… or an animation like Bellville Rendezvous-style… LOVE IT!

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  31. tiny lessons blog
    May 15, 2013 @ 00:05:40

    What a lively imagination! And clear articulation by a 12 year old! Did you ever make drawings of them?

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  32. Shainbird
    May 15, 2013 @ 05:56:42

    Wow, this feels like a journey into a magical world. Beautiful!

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  33. paulscribbles
    May 15, 2013 @ 12:23:33

    Vivid imagination. I do think there is so much freedom in our minds when we are younger and if encouraged it can open up our creativity. Very enjoyable blog.
    Please accept this Award if you choose to…No Strings.

    http://paulscribbles.wordpress.com/2013/05/15/fantabulous-awesome-blossom/

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  34. oldmainer
    May 15, 2013 @ 14:09:25

    My, what a vivid imagination you had (have). Thoroughly enjoyed the piece although at first glance I thought your title was a suggestion of something we should do on Mothers Day:)

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  35. Michele Seminara
    May 16, 2013 @ 04:35:14

    What a wonderful and imagination – and wonderful patents to support it.

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  36. pearlz
    May 19, 2013 @ 12:08:11

    What a wonderful piece of writing, and how great to have a room with a view ;)
    Thanks for your very thoughtful comments on my blog. This is an illuminating and creative space to visit.

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  37. thalia
    May 21, 2013 @ 17:08:28

    this is such a creative piece with such interesting ideas. Delight in the moon people making olive oil out of onions and cheese from their sweat mixed with honey.

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  38. Paul Chi
    May 22, 2013 @ 09:11:44

    Who needs a body when you can travel like this in your mind?

    Anyone who reads this can find a way out…

    I loved the writing style too.

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  39. alice
    May 29, 2013 @ 12:43:19

    Such writing at such a young age! Many kids, or most, kids possess imagination, but to actually capture it and make a very enchanting story out of it is something very few do. :)

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