Linnea and I hopped on our jet bikes and rode off into the night. We got to outer space and steered toward the moon. The moon! Oh, how fun this was going to be! We pedaled those jet bikes as fast as we could, then let them soar through space. We slowed down to take a good look at earth from a distance. Then, we looked ahead.
“It’s the moon!” I shouted.
“This is going to be so much fun!” said Linnea.
We steered our jet bikes carefully and came to a land on the moon. A good sniff told us that we were standing on sharp cheddar cheese. It was a little bit too sharp for my nose, so we pedaled along until we saw a large flag. A bit closer, and we knew that it was the American flag. Here was the American cheese! Linnea took a bit from the ground and tasted it.
“This is so much better than the American cheese on earth!” she exclaimed.
We rode on, through cheddar and colby and swiss and provolone and blue and mozzarella and cheeses that we have never seen. We sampled many of the cheeses. Each one proved to be better than earth’s cheese. We had so much fun!
I think my favorite place was Swiss. We had just finished with the mozzarella, and were riding along, when we saw a bunch of holes in the distance. As we got closer, we began to see movement.
“What do you think it is?” I asked.
“Are there aliens on the moon?” Linnea suggested.
But by the time we were on the swiss, the movement had stopped, and we could see nothing but hole-filled swiss cheese. We tried some. It was delicious!
“I wonder why swiss cheese has so many little holes in it, even on the moon,” I said.
Then out of one of the holes, scurried a tiny creature. What could it be? It was a mouse! A cute, furry mouse! Nothing to be afraid of.
“Hello, little mouse,” said Linnea.
The mouse squeaked something back, and Linnea and I realized that this was no ordinary mouse. It seemed exceptionally smart. It scurried back into its hole, and then came out with a few more mice. Gradually, mice emerged from holes everywhere. When they became comfortable with Linnea and I being there, they began squeaking to each other, moving their paws. They were actually having conversations! (In moon mouse language, of course.) It wasn’t a difficult language to pick up on. We learned that swiss cheese was the favorite of most of them. That’s why there are so many holes in swiss cheese! The moon mice eat it!
Here is a recording we got of Sqibble (the first moon mouse we met) and Tot talking about breakfast:
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What an adventure! I was not able to listen to the breakfast conversation, but that is just because I am at work.
That was the best moon trip ever! My favorite part of the trip was listening to the mice and trying to understand what they were saying, and I think they talked about cheese most of the time. My favorite mouse that I met was Marshmallow (Which in mouse language sounds like, “Meekymou.”
Fun! I couldn’t hear it either.
I can’t hear it when I click the play button, but I can when I click the thing that says “moon-mice.wav.”
I’ve never heard that language before!
By the way, try the audio player now. It should work.
What a fun trip.
Aunt Sharon
Coooooool
Kat
Wow, do those moon mice have any resident linguists that could enlighten us with regard to their language, it sounds pretty cool!
Linnea and I actually made that by recording ourselves (talking about breakfast!), speeding up the recording, reversing it, and adding an echo.
That’s pretty cool. I like it.
What an adventure! I could picture us all going together someday. And the conversation was very thought provoking. Can we get a transcript?
I hope you had fun there. did you bring any cheese home for me?
That is so cool! I like it very much. I wish I knew the language. James, I bet that language is now at the top of your list! 😛