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Najlepsze opowiadania po angielsku

Podsumowujemy II. edycję Szkolnego Konkursu na najlepsze opowiadanie w języku angielskim "MY STORY". Tegoroczna odsłona konkursu przyciągnęła uwagę większej ilości uczestników w porównaniu z rokiem poprzednim. Wielki szacunek i uznanie za umiejętność przekazania świetnych historii ubranych w rozmaite środki językowe. Nie lada wyczyn, bo w języku angielskim. Opowiadania bardzo ciekawe, poruszające, konsekwentne, oryginalne. Tym razem to nie poprawność językowa autorów wpłynęła na wyłonienie najlepszych prac, ale ich kreatywność, dialogi oraz kreacja postaci.
Wysoki i wyrównany poziom przyczynił się do przyznania miejsc ex aequo: I. "BLISSFUL IGNORANCE" by Jakub Kujawa (1d), II. "THE MOSCOW STORY" by Katarzyna Kamińska (2b), III. "WHITE TIGER" by Marta Ceglarska (2a) / "YOU WEAKEN ME" by Klaudia Sulikowska (2a) / "TWO OF EACH" by Jakub Kujawa (1d). GRATULUJĘ SERDECZNIE! K. Jaworska-Dawidziuk Poniżej publikacja zwycięskiego tekstu.

 

 


Blissful Ignorance, by Jakub Kujawa

The intercom speaker in the captain's cabin began to screech. The screeching was followed by a voice.

"Sir, are you there? We have something on the long range radars, I think you might want to take a look."
Drew Tornville, captain of the ISF Elaina, pressed the microphone button on his shirt's collar.
"I'm kinda busy here. Do you have visual?"
"Aye, but only on the Newtonian mirror. The refractor heater is off again."
"Reverse it and put on holo, it'll do."
"Patching it now. Operator out."

Just as the speaker went silent, a small metal box placed on the ceiling in the center of the cabin began to make quiet, rhythmic sounds that were signaling the incoming transmission.
After a minute, the holographic box started to emit light from the large, bowl shaped reflector on its bottom.
Beams of the emitted light quickly began to shape a steady, colorful image.
Tornville induced the computer by voice command, and ordered it to increase the size and sharpness of the image.
Once he saw the complete picture, he had no doubt that it presented a planetary system of some kind. He didn't recognize it, though.
Drew pressed the button on the collar again.

"Operator, is this system mapped?"
"Navigator Ironstone checked for it in the database twice, Sir. It's like
this system doesn't exist."
"Alright. What's the distance from the heliopause?"
"About fourteen A clicks. Do you want the pilot to begin approach?"
"Yes. Tell him to switch to the LT drives. Also, have you scanned the planets?"
"We ran a stable atmosphere test. There's a planet there that scored positive. There's also some radio chatter, but it's probably just background noise."
"Okay, tell the pilot to target it and begin approach."
"Copy that, captain. Operator out."

Tornville heard the roar of the LT drives revving up, and the very low, almost unnoticeable noise of the atomic coolers that automatically start up when the drives are on.
He strained his ears for a moment to check if everything was running without malfunctions.
Both the drives and coolers seemed to work fine. He went back to analyzing the hologram.
There were five visible planets, and a medium sized main-sequence star in the center of the system – a yellow dwarf.
The inner ones, though, hidden behind a very dense asteroid belt, were identified as terrestrial – that fact alone was promising, as there might be life present on them.

* * *

The captain was standing on the observation deck, along most of his crew.
It was two days since he ordered the approach, and the Elaina was about to enter the orbit of the targeted planet.
The LT drives were switched off at twenty thousand kilometers from the planet, and the ship was now travelling only on its momentum.
Once they were close, the pilot turned on the ion braking engines. Once the ship decelerated, the course correction engines automatically were activated by the computer, so that the acquired orbit would be stable, just as the captain requested.
The maneuver went incredibly smooth.
The pilot shut the engines and commanded the computer to raise the thick, steel cover on the observation deck window. The planet's light poured into the interior. And it went silent.

"Well, it's a lil' cloudy today, chaps" said McCarthy, the chief mechanic, in an attempt to cheer up the gathered people.

No one laughed, though.
No one dared to, because the planet that they were all looking at was dying.
The clouds mentioned by the mechanic came from the global fires and volcano eruptions, clearly seen from the ship's low orbit. Almost all of the planet's land was consumed by fire.
There were oceans, too, but they didn't seem to be made of water – they were black, with a visible green tint.
One of the engineers noticed something similar to nuclear fire on the north-western continent.
Thanks to the orbital position of the Elaina, the planet's moon was also visible from the observation deck.
Its surface was heavily scarred with craters. Some of them seemed to be of natural origin, because they were only slightly darker that the moon's grey surface. Most of the craters, though, were not natural and had to be recently made – they were black, and some of them were still filled by magma and fire, indicating that the impact had to take place just a few days back, and that the moon had an artificial atmosphere.
Drew decided that, as a captain, he had to do something. He walked to the nearest computer panel and called the communication officer.

"It's Tornville. I want you to link the ship to the nearest comm buoy and connect to the Antares station. Tell them about the situation, send the coordinates of this system and ask them to look for mentions of it in their archives. Someone has to know something."
The officer responded at once.
"Roger that, captain."

Drew shut the panel off and turned to his crew.
"Alright, people. We will maintain orbit and wait for Antares' response. I want the biologists to cooperate with the geologists and run complete scans of the planet. I want the physicists to make simulations of the impact points on both the planet and its moon. And I want the mechanics to prepare the shuttles. The rest of you, go back to your posts and await further orders."

The gathering slowly dispersed.
Tornville was about to return to his own duties, when he saw someone standing in the middle of the deck, staring at the window.
He recognized that person – her name was Alice, she was Dr Treblov's apprentice working in the ship's med bay.
Drew almost scolded her for being lazy, but he noticed that she was crying.
He started to walk in her direction, feeling a little odd – he was more curious than sorry.

Alice noticed him and tried to hide her tears.
"I'm sorry, Captain. I just..." she didn't finish, and the tears began to flow again.
He tried to comfort her.
"It's okay. Just tell me what is it."
She needed some time to recover. When she finally did, she raised her eyes, and looked at the captain.
"Can you... can you wait here for a minute?"
"What for?"
"Just... can you?"
He felt confused by the situation.
"Um... okay, I can wait."
She told him she'll be back soon, and quickly walked to one of the exits.
Tornville just stood there for a couple of minutes, trying to figure out what was going on with that girl. Alice pulled him out of his reverie when she came back.

"What's that?" he asked, pointing on a book that she came back with.
Alice didn't answer, and just showed him the cover.
The book was certainly old. It was barely holding together, and it's pages were yellowed.
It was titled "The little one's guide to the world".
"So, what is it?" he asked again.
"This book belonged to my great-grandfather."
"That's really nice, but what does it have to do with anything?" his voice sounded like he was exasperated by the situation.

She opened the book, and showed it to him.
There was a picture of a planet on the first page.
He recognized shapes of the continents and oceans – he saw them just a moment ago.
Underneath the picture, there was a sentence. It was written in childish, colorful letters.
He stared at it for a moment, and then read it aloud.

"This is Earth."

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
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