Somewhere on a Flattened Earth
by David Lubar
I thought everyone knew the Earth was flat. But today, in my new school, Mrs.
Amstrew talked about how the Earth was round. Seriously. At first, I thought it
was some kind of joke. But I snuck some glances at the other kids, and nobody was
laughing. After a while, I realize Mrs. Amstrew thought it was a fact, and not some
kind of crazy story.
I wanted to raise my hand and tell her she was wrong. Mom and Dad had taught
me all about it. The Earth is flat, of course. You can fall off the edge if you're not
careful. That's not a big problem right now, since we don't live near the edge. Dad
wouldn't make us move some place dangerous, even though we move a lot. But
maybe, when I'm older, I might travel. If I ever get close to the edge, I'll be real
careful, because there are dragons waiting to eat you if you fall.