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arrow_of_apollo190 - You've temporarily turned into a child -- what do you do?
Well, first I have to say that I don't know how people do it, raising a child on board a battlestar. I mean, it's not as though the ship hadn't already been designed with a small space for a day care center, or as though Colonial Fleet protocol didn't cover something like parenthood and child care, but both of those resources were designed for people who could at least periodically, if not regularly, get themselves and their kids out onto a planet for a stretch.
The kids in there now, they may never walk planetside in their entire lives. Even though Galactica has artificial gravity and the most sophisticated recycling and reclamation system in the fleet, they might never know what it's like to stand on real ground or breathe fresh air.
I have to hand it to the parents on this ship. I bet I'd be worried sick.
If I were turned into a kid for a while, what would I do?
I'd probably find my father and, no matter what he was in the middle of, drag him down to the gym and get him to play some Pyramid with me. Nothing all elaborate or involved, nothing profound. I'd just want to play some ball with Dad.
Or, I bet it would be a lot of fun to hang around with him for the day. I'd promise to be quiet and stay out of everyone's way, but I would definitely have to find a spot to stand or sit where I could see everything going on, especially if I got to be inside CIC. I remember always being curious about just what Dad did for a living. I knew he was in the Fleet, and I knew he flew Vipers, but after that, I had no idea. People called him an officer and said he was in charge of a bunch of people, but I didn't know what that meant.
I'd love to watch all those officers moving around, wearing their headsets or talking over phones to different parts of the ship to make it all work, and in the middle of it all, like a conductor, would be my father.
So yes, the answer is that I'd want to do the things that Dad couldn't do when I really was a kid. Do you blame me?
(394)
Well, first I have to say that I don't know how people do it, raising a child on board a battlestar. I mean, it's not as though the ship hadn't already been designed with a small space for a day care center, or as though Colonial Fleet protocol didn't cover something like parenthood and child care, but both of those resources were designed for people who could at least periodically, if not regularly, get themselves and their kids out onto a planet for a stretch.
The kids in there now, they may never walk planetside in their entire lives. Even though Galactica has artificial gravity and the most sophisticated recycling and reclamation system in the fleet, they might never know what it's like to stand on real ground or breathe fresh air.
I have to hand it to the parents on this ship. I bet I'd be worried sick.
If I were turned into a kid for a while, what would I do?
I'd probably find my father and, no matter what he was in the middle of, drag him down to the gym and get him to play some Pyramid with me. Nothing all elaborate or involved, nothing profound. I'd just want to play some ball with Dad.
Or, I bet it would be a lot of fun to hang around with him for the day. I'd promise to be quiet and stay out of everyone's way, but I would definitely have to find a spot to stand or sit where I could see everything going on, especially if I got to be inside CIC. I remember always being curious about just what Dad did for a living. I knew he was in the Fleet, and I knew he flew Vipers, but after that, I had no idea. People called him an officer and said he was in charge of a bunch of people, but I didn't know what that meant.
I'd love to watch all those officers moving around, wearing their headsets or talking over phones to different parts of the ship to make it all work, and in the middle of it all, like a conductor, would be my father.
So yes, the answer is that I'd want to do the things that Dad couldn't do when I really was a kid. Do you blame me?
(394)
