Astronaut Amara Chen’s crystal-clear spacewalk was supposed to be one of those serious, history-making moments for humanity. The Earth was watching on TV screens, dramatic music was playing in the background, and there she was—floating slowly in space, stars glittering all around. But inside her helmet, something entirely different was going on.
Her first words were:
“Who on Earth polished this helmet with detergent? Everything looks so sharp, I feel like I’m peeking through a brand-new rental apartment window.”
From Houston’s control room, an engineer tried to sound professional:
“Amara, focus on your mission.”
Amara shot back, “Mission later. First tell me, how do I scratch my nose inside this glove?”
Then she drifted near a solar panel and saw it shining brilliantly. She thought, “This is exactly how my mother’s brand-new dinner plates used to shine back home. Even in dim light, they sparkled like jewels.”
Soon, Amara ran into another problem. She pulled out a small bag of chips from her pocket. The control room immediately barked:
“Amara! No food outside!”
Amara laughed, “Come on! How am I supposed to enjoy floating in this empty sky without snacks? A cold soda with this would be perfect!”
Everyone in Houston burst out laughing. Meanwhile, Amara’s mind was wandering again:
“People on Earth are probably thinking I’m making history up here. The truth is, I’m mostly worried about whether the grease from these chips will leave smudges on my crystal-clear visor.”
There is fear in space, yes. There is also adventure, yes. But there are no mosquitoes. That, for Amara, was the biggest achievement of all. Because as a child, whenever she tried to stargaze from her rooftop , ten mosquitoes would attack her at once. Here in space, no mosquitoes. Just stars, silence, and the sound of her own breath echoing inside the helmet. And in that echo, Amara discovered a secret: life isn’t that complicated. You just need to polish your glass a little harder with detergent—and everything becomes crystal clear.
GOOD
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