Houston, we've had a problem
Richard
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Power rationed, makeshift repair,
"Copy that. We won't give in."
"Houston, we're losing air up here."
"Understood. We'll beat this doom."
Hearts skip a beat, time seems to freeze.
Silence. Then, "Say again, please."
"Affirmative. We're holding strong."
Home a jewel, so far away.
Lovell, Swigert, Haise in flight,
"Copy that. Stay calm, we're near."
Ground control's minds in overdrive,
"Houston, we're fighting for our lives."
A nation prays, hopes wearing thin.
Ocean welcomes, ending quest.
Mission's fate hangs by a chance.
"Houston, we've had a problem."
Of human spirit, tried and new.
Earth and crew - where they belong.
"Houston, progress, but dangers loom."
Oxygen fades, a deathly trance,
"Welcome back. Ordeal has passed."
Air grows thick, supplies run low,
Re-entry burns, a fiery test,
A story of survival to tell.
Suddenly alarms advance.
Engineers race, solutions fly.
Soaring high, a celestial dance,
Three emerge from capsule's shell,
Aquarius cradles them with care.
"Okay, Houston... we're home at last."
Apollo 13, a triumph true,
"Roger, Houston. Standing by."
Dreams of footprints, stars so bright.
Determination's ember glows.
"Houston, we've had a problem here."
'Round the moon, so cold and grey,
"Courage, men. Your family strives."
Flames pierce the sky, Apollo's might,
Three men bound for lunar light.
Ingenuity keeps hope alive.