The year is 1985 and Professor John D Swsinhnder
[sic] is getting into his rocket. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3,
2, 1, blast off! He was drifting in space at a speed of ten
thousand miles an hour. In a short time he was on the moon. He is
going there to prove that the moon is made of green cheese. He
picked up a rock and bit it.
He said, “If this is cheese than [sic] my
teeth are not cracked.” But they were.
In a minute not to lose he got in his rocket and
went back to see his dentist. He did not prove that the moon was
made of green cheese. But instead he proved never bite rock.
—FROM “A TRIP TO THE MOON,”
OSCAR HIJUELOS, AGE TEN
OSCAR HIJUELOS, AGE TEN