Stephen's Secure Blog #102
These stories about Stephen began was when he was 10 years old, and
moving to a new part of the country to attend a special school for
gifted students, in the 1950's. This was from a time before computers
would fit on a desk, and when people communicated with friends in other
countries by actual letters sent through the postal service. He wrote
225 of them to a friend. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he
still wanted to record his life, in case he lost his memory again, and
wrote 30 entries in his first logbook. Then he wrote to an artificial
intelligence called Geenee, in the master computer in his school for
gifted students, which he started attending in 2016. Now it's after
2018, and he's continuing to save his memories in a secure blog.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stephen is 14 in this story, in the Summer, after the end of year 4 of
his special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #102 "Ginging Rescue"
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I was sleeping in Ichi's arms at home in DC, when a background
process woke me. I got up, which woke Ichi. I said "Emergency with a
possible young Tsuriss candidate. I need to save his life, and it would
be better for later, if he saw me doing it. You can monitor." I said
all that while I was getting dressed in the same clothes I wore for the
other Tsuriss rescue. He nodded, and I ported to the planet. It was
night, in a different city than before. A town, actually. It wasn't
raining. A boy was running from a gang of toughs. Some had sticks, and
some had stones ready to throw. It was happening in a deserted light
industrial area. The boy tripped and went down. I ported to just behind
him and faced his attackers. I said in a loud command voice in their
native language, "HOLD!" They skidded to a halt about 4m from me. Then
I said "Go home." Their obvious leader, because he had a rock AND a
stick, said, "Who are you to tell us what to do?" I said "I am Stephen,
and I have been adopted into a clan. Who are you?" He said "I don't
believe you. Get out of our way or we will kill you." I said "You won't
kill me." And I called out each of their names, which surprised them a
lot. He threw his rock at me, hard. I held up my hand, and the rock
stopped in mid air between us. I crushed it to powder in an invisible
4th hand, and let the dust dribble to the ground. Then I took all the
other rock weapons they had, and lifted them to be directly over their
heads, and crushed them to dust, too, and let it fall on their upturned
faces. All but the leader ran away in terror. I took away his stick
with an invisible hand, and gave him a little poke in the stomach with
it. He turned away to run, and I spanked him lightly with it, and kept
doing that while he was running away, until he was out of sight.
Then I sat cross-legged on the pavement where I was, still facing
away from the fallen boy. I pointed sharply to the pavement beside me,
and then waited. Five minutes later, he crawled up beside me and sat
like I did. A minute later, I said, "Greetings." He said "Greetings." I
said "Tell me what I feel." He was surprised, but said, "You feel love
and care for me." I said "Yes. What is your name?" He said "You knew
theirs." I said "Invading their privacy to take that from them was not
very nice, but it wasn't as bad as what else I might have had to do to
them, to help make them want to go away. I do not need to be less than
nice to you, do I?" He said "I am Ginging." I looked at him and smiled,
and said, "I am Stephen. It's nice to meet you, but it would have been
nicer without those who were chasing you." He grinned and nodded. I
said "It's probably not a good idea to stay in this spot like this
forever. So, we have to decide what to do next." He said "I want to go
with you." I said "Why do you want to do that, with a strange looking
stranger?" He said "I don't have anyplace else to go, and you do things
I never saw before. I want to learn that." I said "Why do you think you
never saw what I did before?" He said "I think it's because only a very
few can learn to do that, and people who do, want to keep it a secret
so they won't get bothered too much." I said "If that is true, why do
you think you can learn such things?" He said "Because you are here,
and not gone. You who can do wondrous things, would not be sitting on
the ground and taking to a little useless boy of another kind, if you
thought he was useless and your time wasted." I said "You are correct,
and I'm proud of you that you can understand all that, which I think
doesn't displease you." He grinned and hugged me, and I held him, and
All that time, I had been showing what was happening to Zander and
Harditch. I said to Ginging, when he had stopped crying, "I support a
school for people like you and me, to learn all there is to know about
practically everything, and about our special abilities. We have many
kinds of students there, including two Tsuriss. The school is on
Zichesshich for now, but we will be building more on other planets in a
few years. Would you like to go there, and work harder than you ever
thought possible, to be the best person you can be?" He said "I do.
Please!" I said "I've told one of the students there, Harditch, what's
been happening here. I know you didn't hear me do that, but that's one
of the things you can learn how to do at the school." He said "Wow!" I
grinned and said, "We hear that a lot." He laughed. I said "I'm
bringing her here now. Ah, see? There she is." We stood, and she walked
over to us. Harditch said, "I am Harditch. I'm pleased to meet you,
Ginging." She held her arms out, and he went into her embrace. It was a
good hug for the both of them. Then she told him, "We will be going to
Stephen's home first, so you can clean up and get dressed in nicer
clothes, before going to the school." I said "Ready?" They were, so I
ported us to my living room.
I said to Harditch, "There have been some changes. The blue light in
the bathrooms cleans everything. It's programmed for all known species,
and cleans bodies, clothes, and even teeth, instantly. Ginging, please
go with Harditch to the rooms for Tsuriss, and she will take care of
you, and give you some new clothes and other necessary things." He said
"Will you come with us, too?" I said "If that's what you want." He
grabbed my hand and practically dragged me behind him as they went to
the correct rooms. Harditch said "I think that demonstrates a yes." I
said "I have to agree. Well, at least the now longer arm does." Ginging
laughed. I went through the blue light first, and the dirt on my pants
bottom vanished, which they saw. Then Ginging went through the blue
light and jumped in surprise. He said "You didn't say it would tickle!"
I said "They all do that, so people are fully awake in the morning. I'm
used to it. There aren't any yet in the school, but will be when the
new building is ready. Do you think I should turn off the tickle then?"
He grinned and said, "No." I laughed, and said "I wasn't planning to.
Now for the change of clothes. You can have whatever Harditch says is
proper for you, and will go to the school for you." He made the
selections, which Harditch agreed to, and changed in front of us
without any modesty problems, probably because he hadn't been abused
like the other boy had.
We went back to the living room, and said, "I put your things in
Harditch's room, because Zander, who runs the school, hasn't told me
where else to put them. You can move them later. Before we go there, I
have to tell you something very important. I love you. Harditch loves
you. You can feel that. ALL the students and Zander will love you,
which you will discover, and they will feel your love for them when you
have it. That's part of who we all are. A big part. We love. We like
that. Ready to go now?" They were, and I ported us to the school. There
was Zander. And Splidnt, who had noticed something was going on, and
had to be in the middle of it. He knew I knew all that, and grinned at
me first. I did the introductions, and Splidnt hugged Ginging close,
and said, "I'm very happy you are here. We all know what each of us
feels, but it's nice to say it too, sometimes." He asked Zander, "Can I
show him around now?" Zander said, "Yes you may, but come back as soon
as you are done." He dragged Ginging away by the hand, and I yelled to
his back, "Hey, Ginging, now you know how that feels." He almost
collapsed in laughter, and had to explain that to Splidnt in another
room, who laughed, too.
We sat to talk. Harditch said to me, "I liked how you handled it. I
was concerned because of your different species, but you did it just
right, to make it work." I said "Thank you." Zander said, "That's an
example of a Situation Manager at work. He did precisely what would
cause the best result for all, and within proper ethics." She said "And
with a bonus of teaching proper ethics to our new student." Zander said
"He uses everything to teach." I said "We learn from everything. I just
encourage that along a little." I said to Harditch, "I see you have an
active ring. Congratulations." She said "Thank you. It is an honor." I
nodded and said, "I see more honors to come. More than I saw the
potential for in the beginning, which does happen. I'm happy for you.
You saw me crush all those rocks at the same time. While the technology
for that isn't yet yours, it should show you that to manage that, you
need to have complete independent control of many multiple real time
processes. If I hadn't had that, I could have easily crushed their
skulls, or been hit by some rocks I didn't have time to crush." She
said, after careful consideration, "Wow!" We laughed. She said "But
your shield." I said "That wouldn't have been as effective in
frightening them into leaving, which was my goal. The more tools you
have available, the better able you are to manage situations to the
best outcome. And who doesn't love really interesting tools?" She
grinned and said, "Not me!"
I said to Zander, "I'm taking Mgambe and Grace with me next time, to
get citizenship on Posintan. It will be for less than a day, and Hassan
should be available to cover. This time, something involving active
shooting, I think." He said with interest, "What weapons?" I said
"Probably pellet firing at moving targets, but I would really like bow
and arrow. One of my lives was with the best our world had of that,
about a thousand years ago." He said "That would be Mongol." I said
"Yes. Short life, but a good one, relatively speaking." Harditch said
"I've heard you speak of other lives, but thought that was from your
religion. Do you mean to say you actually lived those past lives, and
remember them?" I said "Not all, but yes. And I deliberately
reincarnated into my own great grandson, to continue my work. Some of
my lives have been as people who are now revered as holy people. I,
they, were NOT deserving of that honor in the least, which is why I
don't believe in religions." Zander nodded like he understood, and
Harditch looked surprised and then thoughtful. I said to her, "Much of
history is written, and modified, by people who are motivated to
convince other people of what they wanted to be true, but often wasn't,
which caused their motivation. Zander is an historian by profession,
and knows that very well." He said "I do."
I said "I should be getting back to the arms of my loved ones, to cry
for the hardship Ginging has endured. It was night where I was. Thank
you for all you do. Farewell." They said the same, and I ported back to
Ichi, and did cry with him for Ginging, in his loving, healing,
embrace.
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