{"id":36421,"date":"2021-08-27T21:39:56","date_gmt":"2021-08-27T21:39:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jaimirahulkrutipatel.com\/blogs\/?p=36421"},"modified":"2021-08-29T00:44:53","modified_gmt":"2021-08-29T00:44:53","slug":"life-without-electricity-story-by-kruti","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/jaimirahulkrutipatel.com\/blogs\/?p=36421","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;Life Without Electricity&#8221; Story by Kruti!!!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Grace woke up. Not to an alarm, of course. Usually, on Earth, we would wake up with an alarm. In Grace&#8217;s world, however, there were no video games, Internet, or electricity. It&#8217;s kind of like the olden days. In the 1760s there was probably no electricity, which meant having to make fires to cook food. And no Coca Cola. Yep. THAT&#8217;S the kind of life Grace lives.<\/p>\n<p>Kids these days, with their cool gadgets and tech. They just can&#8217;t get enough of it. When more stabilized jetpacks and hoverboards come with better standards, kids will be like, &#8220;Oh, you didn&#8217;t have this in 2020, did you? It&#8217;s 3020 now!&#8221; Grace went downstairs and ate breakfast. Her breakfast was a simple cooked egg that was cooked over a fire. Grace made a brush and brushed her teeth with some freshwater. She washed herself with water and got ready.<\/p>\n<p>Grace made her own clothes every year. If they didn&#8217;t fit anymore, she would donate them to other people. She loved to sew. She exited her house and went to her friend&#8217;s house. What would you do at a friend&#8217;s house with no electricity, you ask? You&#8217;re about to find out.<\/p>\n<p>Grace walked to her friend&#8217;s, Rosie, house. They were going to do some fun stuff. When Grace arrived, it was raining outside. Grace said, &#8220;Hi!&#8221; Rosie said the same thing, and they started to play their board game made of twigs, leaves, cloth, and bark. They made it together the day they became friends. &#8220;I&#8217;m planning on having Sunday come over also. I came to her house and asked if she would come. She should be here by now,&#8221; Rosie said during their board game.<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, at that moment, Sunday opened the door. &#8220;Hey guys. I&#8217;m here!&#8221; she said, unpacking her cloth bag. She got out some of the board games\u00a0<em>she\u00a0<\/em>made. &#8220;We&#8217;re gonna have so much fun!&#8221; Sunday smiled. She sat down, asking what game Rosie and Grace were playing. &#8220;We&#8217;re playing Life or Death, my board game!&#8221; Rosie exclaimed. &#8220;Wanna join?&#8221; &#8220;Sure!&#8221; Sunday sat down and started playing with them.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Tomorrow we&#8217;re going to back to school. How does everyone feel about that?&#8221; Rosie asked. &#8220;Sunday? Grace?&#8221; &#8220;Meh.&#8221; Sunday shrugged, but Grace&#8217;s eyes lit up. &#8220;EXCITED,&#8221; Grace said. &#8220;Yeah, I can tell,&#8221; Rosie said. &#8220;But that means less time to hang out with Sunday since she moved.&#8221; &#8220;Agreed,&#8221; Sunday said. &#8220;I hate moving.&#8221; She pouted. &#8220;Even though you go to a different school, we can still visit, you know.&#8221; Rosie smiled.<\/p>\n<p>By now, you&#8217;re probably wondering this: they have school?! Even with no electricity? Well, yeah, they do have school. What&#8217;d you expect? In the old days &#8211; 1800s &#8211; children went to a one room school that was kind of dim and cramped. It was small, and someone who was as young as 20 years old could probably teach. At least, I think so. I&#8217;m not good in history about Earth.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I don&#8217;t want summer to endd!&#8221; Grace exclaimed. &#8220;It is so awesome just eating my mom&#8217;s awesome apple pie!&#8221; &#8220;Does anyone wonder what would happen if we had some kind of electronic game. Powered from a lightning source, maybe?&#8221; Grace asked, recalling a lesson 2 years ago about that.<\/p>\n<p><em>2 years ago<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Benjamin Franklin from Earth used a kite and a key to try to gain electricity. Did it work? We people don&#8217;t know. But it&#8217;s a myth that it did.&#8221; That is what Grace&#8217;s teacher had said.<\/p>\n<p>Rosie said, &#8220;But our teacher said it was a myth. Myths aren&#8217;t real.&#8221; &#8220;Let us just try it,&#8221; Grace pleaded. &#8220;It&#8217;ll get us killed probably,&#8221; Sunday pointed out. &#8220;We can make history &#8211; pro,&#8221; Grace added. &#8220;True,&#8221; Rosie said. &#8220;PLeaaaaaaase?&#8221; Grace asked. It was hard to resist. For a few minutes, Rosie and Sunday lasted and refused to do it. &#8220;I&#8217;ll give you apple pieeee,&#8221; Grace added. Rosie and Sunday agreed.<\/p>\n<p>Rosie grabbed a key, and Sunday grabbed a kite. Grace grabbed a jar, to contain the electricity. They went outside. &#8220;It&#8217;s raining! And there&#8217;s lightning!&#8221; Rosie said. Sunday flew the kite and tied the key to the kite. Grace grabbed onto the key and put it into the jar.<\/p>\n<p>After what seemed like hours of waiting, lightning finally struck the jar. The jar got the electricity. Unfortunately, Grace forgot to close the lid, and so the lightning got out. &#8220;That&#8217;s fine, Grace. Now, the apple pie?&#8221; Rosie asked. &#8220;No apple pie for you, sorry,&#8221; Grace said. &#8220;Expected that,&#8221; Sunday said. Grace said, &#8220;Eh, it&#8217;s fine. We can do that in the future. Like, when we&#8217;re waaaay older. 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