Find Me In Time: Mission Apollo

Prologue

Aaron and his friends Emma, Ashley, Keith, and Harry seem like a bunch of ordinary kids. But time travel isn’t something ordinary kids get to do—until now.

The Tree House Club is going to see history being made! They’ve decided to drop in on one of the most important human achievements of the twentieth century, the first moon landing during the Apollo 11 American spaceflight.

Aaron’s ready, but does he have a plan? Right now, all he’s got is a model problem....

Table of Contents

Prologue

Chapter 1: Making Apollo

Chapter 2: Call it Mission Apollo!

Chapter 3: At Mission Control

Chapter 4: A Spy in the Room?

Chapter 5: Countdown to History

Chapter 6: Space Women

Chapter 7: Friend or Enemy?

Chapter 8: Kicking Up Some Dust

Chapter 9: Catching a Spy

Chapter 10: One Small Step

About the Author

Chapter 1:

Making Apollo

Want some help there, Aaron? called Emma from the doorway of the classroom.

I stood up from my crouching position in the project corner, pieces of tinfoil glued to my hands, and huffed in frustration. Yeah, that’d be great. Thanks.

I looked at the creation on the floor in front of me. What was meant to be a model of the lunar landing module, the Eagle, looked more like a giant mushroom-shaped piñata. The project corner was covered with foil, straws, string, jar tops, and open pots of paint and glue.

Wow! You have plenty of materials, Emma said, smiling and stepping up to the edge of the carpet to gaze at the pictures I’d printed off for ideas.

But not enough talent to put them together, I muttered, flicking my hair out of my eyes.

Hey! You’ve got talent—you just need a plan, said Emma. You had the idea, after all. Now you need to work on it, step by step.

I wasn’t a stupid guy. If you gave me a computer game or a puzzle, I could work it out, no problem. I had always been good with ideas.

But I had never been very good at doing practical things. Emma was great at that sort of stuff. She immediately began sorting craft supplies. Within an hour, we had a basic lunar module shape. As usual, Emma’s blonde hair was still tidy and she didn’t have a speck of glue or foil on her neatly ironed skirt. I, on the other hand, would need a long shower to get all the glue off my body, but I didn’t really mind.

Looking good, said Emma. Go us!

Go you, you mean, I replied. I’d still have a piñata if you hadn’t come by. Thanks, Emma.

No problem. It just takes teamwork, she said with a laugh. Now, grab those straws and let’s start on the legs.

Soon we had something that looked, if you used your imagination, a lot like the Eagle. Its spindly legs, made of straws filled with wire and covered in foil, supported a bulbous modular body. Its surface was covered with squares of painted cardboard, and its feet were made from foil-covered jar tops. It was awesome to think that something that looked this fragile had landed on the moon with two men inside it.

Yeah, it is pretty amazing, isn’t it? murmured Emma, as if she were