[ WP ] The story of that kid who sits in the corner of the class and does not talk to anyone .

Alfie sits alone in the corner of the room, not paying much attention. He thinks of space, of the vast, magnificent emptiness of it all, and he smiles. 
 
 His teacher is rapping on his desk, `` Please Alfie, pay attention.'' 
 
 Alfie sits in his bedroom, his LEGO in hand, and he creates marvels; imposing castles, graceful skyscrapers, vehicles of all types. His favorites are rockets. 
 
 His mother knocks on the door, `` Alfie, why do n't you play with the other boys?'' 
 
 Al sits in his cockpit, with nothing but the blue sky before him. He streaks through the air like a falcon. Up here its quiet, open and vast. 
 
 His radio cuts in, `` Lt. Col Ward, we have a bogey...'' 
 
 Al sits on the launchpad, strapped in to his seat. The engines cut in with a roar like nothing he has ever heard. He gains speed, the ground hurtling away from them. Then the roar of engines cut out, he is in orbit. In the silence, you can hear a pin drop. 
 
 His commander turns to him, `` Its a hell of a ride ai n't it'' 
 
 Alfie is in the command module, he will be the one to stay behind while others make history. The first people on Mars. All the last preparations are made, and the launcher is away. He orbits, and the radio chatter from Houston cuts suddenly. 
 
 Alfie looks around and smiles, `` Finally...''
