LIVING ON THE MOON 
Buddy, Marylee, and Uncle Jack were sitting on the 
porch talking with Mother. It was after supper, and 
the sun had just gone down behind the hills in the west. 
“Look, Mother! Look, Uncle Jack! See the great big 
round moon coming up in the east!” cried Marylee. 
“The sun and the moon must be playing seesaw,” said 
Buddy. “The moon comes up and the sun goes down.” 
Mother and Uncle Jack both laughed at the idea of 
the sun and moon playing seesaw. 
“Mother told us last year that the moon was large and 
round like it is now for just a night or two, and then 
grows smaller until it is all dark. After that the light 
part comes back and grows larger each night until the 
moon is all bright and round again like it is tonight.” 
“That is well told, Buddy,” said Uncle Jack. “Do you 
remember how long it takes the moon to grow small and 
then get big again?” 
“I remember,” said Marylee. “It takes about four 
weeks.” 
“I wish I had an airplane so that I could fly to the 
moon,” said Buddy. “I wonder what it is like.” 
“Airplanes cannot fly to the moon, because the earth 
keeps pulling them back, just as it pulls you back when 
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