lots of purification processes.”
“Yes indeed our water does need that. But back then freshwater was safe and drinkable as it came out of the ground, or fell from the sky. There were two types of water, freshwater, and in the oceans and some lakes there was what was called saltwater. While fish lived in both those water, people can only drink freshwater because it…”
Jerome smiled as he recalled how John had instructed his own group of age-mates. He realized that there would be no time for him to interact with the students. He stepped away from the classroom while the curious student was again asking John the biologist another question. That question had to do with some kind of animal that apparently lived in the water. Jerome knew John could lecture on that topic far longer than the students would tolerate listening. Even that curious student who was so filled with questions would tire before John got to the end of his speaking about fish.
The regular curriculum would involve learning all about the way the dome operated, how to make emergency repairs, and what to do to keep the systems running at peak efficiency. That was mandatory training for all age groups. The educational system in Dome 17 was not just utilitarian, it also involved arts, music, and other topics. Jerome liked to stop by and do oral recitation of special stories to the children, however that was not likely to happen today with John there speaking about biology. John’s optimism and good natured love for his students overshadowed the impracticality of learning about biological systems that had been extinct for decades.
Jerome walked away pondering the future of Dome 17 and he hoped fervently for the children to have a good and safe place to grow up and grow old. Jerome questioned in his mind, ‘Perhaps the next mission, when it returns, will offer these children more concrete things than just hopes and desires?’
2 Informal traumatic reports
Jerome awoke early the next morning. It was morning for the alpha shift people anyway. The one room apartment he shared with Cammarry was quiet and still. Her breathing was deep and regular as she slept soundly. He watched her and the peaceful look on her face. His mind wondered about the documents that the team had brought back with them. He reminded himself that the documents did not come back, but the information that those documents contained did. Jerome knew the paper of those books would never see the inside of Dome 17. But what information they contained, that was a mystery that Jerome’s mind could not release. He also was a bit surprised that the other adventurer team had not yet returned. Faraday would have notified him if they had.
Without making much noise at all, Jerome slipped from the bed he shared with Cammarry. He pulled on a basic set of work clothes and slipped on some shoes. He wanted to do his morning calisthenics, and on many mornings he would have waited until Cammarry awoke, however on this morning he was eager to exercise. His mind was busy, and keeping his body busy helped to maintain his wellness.
He also wanted to consult his artificial intelligence Faraday, but knew if he did that it would probably awaken Cammarry and so he waited until he left the tiny apartment.
In the hallway outside the apartment Jerome turned and went through his morning calisthenics routine. His routine did not take much physical space but involved many isometric exercises, stretching, and moving into positions which allowed his body to become more flexible, limber, and agile. It also relaxed his mind. While he enjoyed an occasional game of ricochet ball, he much preferred solitary calisthenics. While he was doing those he called upon the artificial intelligence Faraday.
“Has there been any sign of the other adventurer team returning?” Jerome asked.
The AI Faraday responded, “I would have notified you had there been