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The Million-Year Picnic- Ray Bradbury


The Million-Year Picnic

Here we are............ it's Wednesday again, and it's time to catch up with my eighth graders; they are always hard at work, always looking to broaden their scope of knowledge, and always looking for the next debate. They love to disagree......... always.

I have to tell you that this was not today's short story, and I guess I have to fill you in on a little secret. I am about a week late here; always living life just a bit behind, and admittedly enjoying the fact that when it comes to some things......... I can be late and not worry about having to punch a clock. There are so many other things to do, and although I truly love to write; I love other things more!

A few weeks ago we journeyed into Ray Bradbury's, The Veldt. The kids loved it, and because they've asked, and because I am a pushover for letting them roll with the things they enjoy, Ray Bradbury is back, and we've once again delved into this author's futuristic visions that somehow don't seem to be quite as futuristic as they did in the time in which they were written. The Million-Year Picnic; what is it? Why would anyone plan a picnic that would engulf not just one lifetime but thousands. Why would a family travel to a destination light moments away; why would they have to? Is it necessity, or is it just another day? Let's find out.

Ray Bradbury

Ray Bradbury

"Don't think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It's self-conscious, and anything self-conscious is lousy. You can't try to do things. You simply must do things." -Ray Bradbury


Ray Bradbury

Since I have already given you a glimpse of Ray Bradbury's views on technology, and his reasons for questioning technology's effect on the family unit in my introduction to The Veldt; I will not repeat myself here, and take the chance of boring you. Bradbury's novels are not only creative, but are also used as a personal forum to address modern day issues and to make observations on the way we live today. The following words are Bradbury's own; they encompass his views on education, and they should serve to humble the educator. If we love our students........... we should take them to heart.

In a nutshell............


"The main problem is with our education, of course. First-grade teachers for many years now have not been teaching reading and we have to encourage them to pull up their socks and begin to pay attention so that the whole school system doesn't go to hell. People are getting into high school who can't read. It's stupid, isn't it? It's crazy."

"The jails are full of one million non-readers. We can't let it happen again. If you allow another generation to grow up to be 12 years old.... without the ability to read, write, and think, we're sunk. If they can't read, if they can't write, if they can't think, they become criminals. We've already lost two generations. Unless we teach reading intensely and completely in kindergarten and first grade, the whole civilization goes to hell."

"With computers, kids can connect and search libraries and the Encyclopedia Britannica, but if you don't teach them to read in the first place, they're not going to [log on], are they?" (Speech to National School Board Association, 1995)

On life and getting older...........

On the occasion of his 80th birthday in August 2000, Bradbury said, "The great fun in my life has been getting up every morning and rushing to the typewriter because some new idea has hit me. The feeling I have every day is very much the same as it was when I was twelve. In any event, here I am, eighty years old, feeling no different, full of a great sense of joy, and glad for the long life that has been allowed me. I have good plans for the next ten or twenty years, and I hope you'll come along."

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The Million-Year Picnic

Emotional Journeys

The million year picnic begins as a trip, it isn’t forever, it isn’t anything that is seen in any other way than the one in which it has been addressed; it’s a fishing trip, but is it? The trip was Mom’s idea; why mom; why would she want to go fishing? Dad seems nervous. His hands are trembling; he shuffles his feet, he has a hard time looking his children in the eye, and questioning looks are shared between he and his wife. Their oldest son Timothy watches them both with eyes that also question, but that are also young enough to hold curiosity.

Timothy remembers the trip from Earth; he remembers the night before they left, and he remembers the undercurrents that accompanied the packing, the rushed hurrying of unplanned spontaneity. Where had his father found the rocket? Why travel so far away; why Mars? Timothy had kept silent; he’d questioned nothing in his desire to not to worry his brothers, but that didn’t mean that he didn’t have questions; it just meant that he hadn’t voiced them out loud.

Their arrival on Mars finds them at the beginning of a journey. The two younger brothers are ready to fish. Timothy senses that their presence in the water boat and their departure down the canal is more than what he’s been told. He holds onto his father’s hand; he watches the changes in his father’s face, and he sees a look in his father’s eyes that he has never seen before, a look that isn’t easy to decipher, but also a look that doesn’t alarm him. The look he sees is reassuring, but why does this look ease his fears, and even more importantly why was his father afraid? What has happened in the lives of these five people that forced them to take this trip to Mars, and are they the only ones making this fateful trip? Are there others, and if so, where are they?

Timothy breathes in his father’s obvious sense of relief at their safe arrival, it calms him, but he continues to watch his father’s face while listening to the sounds of the violet water splashing against the sides of the boat. He relaxes even more as he observes how the lines in his father’s face are changing before his eyes…….. crevices caused and deepened by worry and apprehension are slowly transforming themselves into the lines of long lost smiles.


The Reality

Watching the rocket disappear behind them, the family moves on down the river. The younger boys ask, "How far are we going? How long until we get there?" The same questions asked by children everywhere at the outset of a family road trip, but this is not a "normal" family vacation, and the father responds that they are traveling, "a million years."

Their ride down the river reveals cities, but the once thriving cities are now dead and deserted. The father looks pleased; he's obviously happy they've been abandoned, but why is he happy? Why is he visibly pleased at the sight of desolation and emptiness? A bird flies nearby, and the father is startled; he explains that he believed it to be a rocket; he seems to be frightened.

Traveling along the family looks towards home; they search the sky for a glimpse of Earth, and the war torn cities they'd left behind. The father once again looks sad, nostalgic, and then he looks away to the empty, pink horizon that lay before them. Timothy senses his apprehensions and asks why he was looking so hard, what was he looking for. His father responds, "I was looking for Earthian logic, common sense, good government, peace, and responsibility." His son asks, "All that up there?" To which the father responds, "No, I didn't find it. It's not there anymore. Maybe it'll never be there again. Maybe we fooled ourselves that it ever was there," and he finishes by pointing out a fish nearby in the river.

Further on they find themselves looking for martians, but there is no evidence of their existence. The planet is empty, empty but for the family that has traveled there because their planet and the world they lived in no longer exists. The boys are entranced by a silver ring fish floating near the edge of their boat; they watch it's actions, and the father responds by comparing the fish to the ravaged world they'd left for what three children had believed was a fishing trip. His comparison, "Just like war. War swims along, sees food, contracts. A moment later- Earth is gone." What does this mean?

The children continue to look for martians; martians that their mother claims to be a dead race, and their father says, "Maybe tonight." He doesn't deny their existence. The boat continues to roll through the canal; it inhabitants wear different faces, dad's look is determined, whereas mom's look is resolved. It is what it is; a simple fishing trip, rockets, an endless supply of food hidden where they'd landed, a gun, and then suddenly out of nowhere an explosion. Everyone jumps. The rocket has self-destructed, and the father's intake of breath signals relief, but the children are now overcome with questions. Only Timothy seems complacent; he seems to understand.

This is where we'll leave off. If you want to know and understand Bradbury's vision; you will need to read it for yourself. Is the family alone? Has anyone other than the father, once a state governor seen the future and prepared? Will anyone else complete the journey? Has anyone else survived the end of the Earth, and if they have will the generations of the future have learned from the mistakes of the past? Who are the martians, and will they finally see them face to face? The answer to the last question; yes. Can you guess who the martians are?


The Discussion

Our last discussion was based on Jack London's, To Build A Fire," and what I had at the time believed would be a discussion about survival and adventure turned into an in depth look at our children's very real fear of war. What we talked about that day surprised me, but it wasn't something that slapped me in the face, and it wasn't completely unexpected.

The children specifically requested another story by Ray Bradbury, and their request couldn't have come at a better time. This story enabled us to continue a discussion that had already begun; it was my own personal choice, and it was chosen to make them think. What is it that we are really afraid of, and if we're scared, what will it take to alleviate out fears? Who is responsible for the situations we find ourselves in? Who and what protects a nation from fear, and who do we trust to make decisions for what are our lives? Do we trust anyone? Have we lost trust, and what will it take to get it back? The following quotations have already been mentioned in the summary, but these quotations are what became the basis for our discussion; "I was looking for Earthian logic, common sense, good government, peace, and responsibility." His son asks, "All that up there?" To which the father responds, "No, I didn't find it. It's not there anymore. Maybe it'll never be there again. Maybe we fooled ourselves that it ever was there,"

The belief in the existence of Earthian logic is well and alive in our twelve and thirteen year old children. They concede that there are great men and women; men and women who possess great minds, compassion, empathy, vision, understanding, and the ability to use those gifts for the good of the whole. The American people. That our country has chosen to tread a shaky path was agreed upon unanimously, that we have reason to fear for our futures was also a majority rules decision. There was no debate that we are in trouble both as a country and as citizens of this planet, but they also have faith that if the people with power choose to use it in the right way, with good intentions, we can make it. They firmly believe that things can be better, that they can get better.

Common sense and good government did not receive the same vote of confidence. There was much discussion about our government's "posturing" for the media, for the people who watch. Posturing was not my word, but it was used by the children, and that's how they perceive our government officials. They see them as fabulous orators, socializers, and ambassadors, but they do not see them as people who are leading a country. They believe that decisions are made on the basis of what looks good, and the things that in all reality are good; they are put aside to suit the roles our officials have decided they want to fulfill. They see their government officials as having a great presence that is partnered by a lack of substance. Who would like to argue with that? They left me speechless.

Peace is their greatest desire. Talk Middle Eastern politics with a group of middle schoolers; discuss the wars that have continued and repeated themselves for thousand of years, and all for the same reason. Their immediate response is, "We were told to share in pre-school. Why can't adults learn to share?" We talked about religion and the way that one specific city is claimed by many religions, but why it can never really belong to any one of them. We talked about the privileges we take for granted........... the church over there, the mosque in the city, the cathedrals, the temples, the freedom of religion we hold as God given rights.

Natural resources, shortages............ wars over oil, the probability of water someday holding that same value and provoking the same results. Peace is desired and unrest is inevitable, but how do we encourage the world to place the same values on the invaluable. How do we get the population of the Earth to hold morality and values as what is most important. Who is responsible for what could be a "global education," and why doesn't anyone want to take on the responsibility of just standing up and saying, "this just doesn't work anymore; we are all responsible." Where's the common sense, and won't the use of common sense bring us peace? I can't answer that, but I did listen. I think we should all listen. 

There is a bright spot though.......... they claimed the father was wrong; they saw him as giving up on the goodness of humanity. They believe that the things he searched for while looking back at the Earth he'd fled with his family had existed. They saw him as having given up, but they also saw what he'd done for the good of his family as the right thing. They saw him as a man who embodied Earthian Logic, as a visionary, and that his vision had taken he and his family on the million-year picnic that would enable him to do it all over again, the right way.

Coming Soon: The Wicker Husband by Ursula Will-Jones


Kaie Arwen (author) on January 17, 2010:

GPAGE- Always glad there are others who appreciate the works of truly gifted writers. The quote say it all I think, and the kids are the really the ones who provide inspiration; I am lucky!

Kaie Arwen (author) on January 17, 2010:

Mit Kroy- Thank you very much, and I will be hubbing for as long as they let me!

GPAGE from California on January 16, 2010:

kaie......great hub. I'm a big Bradbury and Asimov fan! I love the quote you put here.....I love that you are inspiring kids. Awesome......Best, G

Mit Kroy from Georgia,USA on January 14, 2010:

Great hub! Great point. Keep on hubbing!

Kaie Arwen (author) on January 14, 2010:

Breakfastpop- thanks, you couldn't be more accurate.

"Reading is the key to the world."

I'm stopping by for breakfast soon.......... there are leftovers I hope?

Kaie Arwen (author) on January 14, 2010:

hypnodude- I'm glad you stopped by, and even happier that by stopping you've found an author you'd like to read more of. That's what book club is all about; it's why I choose to work with short stories by preference; they hook the kids with their content, but they don't frighten them with their volume. If any one of the kids ever picks up and reads the entire series of The Martian Chronicles; I have met my goal and accomplished exactly what I set out to do.

Kaie Arwen (author) on January 14, 2010:

James- I love journeys, especially the journeys that mark new beginnings!

Bradbury's view on education is one that holds my complete support. I know some of the children who've made it to high school unable to read or write. The educational system needs to assume its part in taking responsibility for what is a huge disservice to America's children, as do the parents who have supported the means by which their children now move from one grade to another regardless of their progress; this is what they fought for.

As for me, I know that by being a working part of the educational system I have my own responsibilities to uphold, that sometimes I have to look at a student and admit that maybe I've done it all wrong, and that sometimes I loudly disagree with the system that puts food on the table when I simply do it my own way.

The kids have an amazing grasp of politics. Although there are moments when you know that some of their views have evolved around the kitchen table...... there are also those moments when the views they verbalize can't have come from anywhere but the innocence that is "thirteen."

Thank you for the compliments, as always, I return them. ;-)

breakfastpop on January 14, 2010:

Wonderful hub. Reading is the key to the world.

Andrew from Italy on January 13, 2010:

I've never read yet something from Mr. Bradbury, but after having read your hub I will. Thanks for the good advice Kaie.

And the picture of books it's so true these days unfortunately. Great hub.

James A Watkins from Chicago on January 13, 2010:

This Hub has taken me on a fascinating journey. Young children are sharper than we often give them credit for, meaning we non-educators.

I agree with Bradbury that teaching kids to read is paramount. And teaching them to write so they might express themselves. I read once that the frustration of being unable to express oneself due to a lack of education (vocabulary in particular) is a leading cause of maladjusted adults.

I am surprised these students had such a grasp of politics. I dare say they see through politicians better than many adults. There is surely hope for the future. There is always hope until the fat lady sings.

Great work here, Kaie. You are one fine writer; an excellent teacher; and you seem like a very nice lady. :)

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