"Cheedah! Cheedah! Cheedah!"
The crowd quieted again on hearing these sounds - unintelligible words from the seemingly gleeful aliens. The beings had the voices of children, of odd-sounding children. It was a disarming display. Most realized it was a greeting of good intention. A long and silent minute passed as the crowd confirmed with each other the accuracy of the word they had heard, and the beings continued to hold their arms spread out in the air and kept on smiling and waiting for a response. Then everyone responded:
"Cheedah! Cheedah! Cheedah! Cheedah! Cheedah!"
Many people were smiling. All the tools and weapons were lowered and the children could see this and were delighted by the small visitors who appeared to be as small as they were. They broke free of their parents and rushed to touch the aliens smiling and yelling joyously "Cheedah!". Close behind, the children’s mothers and fathers, afraid for their children's safety, ran after them. The immense crowd, excited and happy, quickly tightened around the aliens and the giant bird, giving the four visitors just a tight space. For their protection, four hunters quickly took charge and used their spears to create a safe space for the visitors. The beings reached out to all of the hands reaching for them and then they genuinely smiled wide, enjoying the moment and relieved that their contact with the Beaker people was going so well, so peacefully. They began to laugh a fast repeating chuckle that sounded like the call of small bird. The Beaker people laughed when hearing this unmistakably happy sound.
By night-time all 8,000 of the Beaker people of three tribes had gathered closely around the amazing spectacle. A large bonfire brightly illuminated the incredible sight of the beings and their flying vessel. The Beaker peoples numbers were so large they filled every space on the nearby hillsides facing the fire and the wondrous scene. Most did not get to touch them, although all very much wanted to. In the full darkness of night the short grey beings had been sitting cross-legged with their backs to the silver beast, facing the bonfire in front of them. Under a bright blanket of stars they had been teaching all about the existence of other worlds where billions of other people lived. The Beaker people were stunned and in awe of the new information they were hearing. As the three tribes peered upward at the night sky they were shown where in the sky to see a particular star, and they would hear the names of the stars passed along through the crowds from the beings. They all pointed their fingers upward and repeated the new names over and over. Parents would hold their children's hands and point to the stars with them. It was amazing and wonderful for most. A combination of astonishment, wonder and joy greatly diminished the fear that had been dominating the crowd just a couple of hours before. As the night grew late and their stars moved across the sky, the Beaker people, perhaps the hardest working people in the world, were not at all fatigued. They were hoping this night would never end.
"It was a meeting that would have occurred on this day as an award ceremony to end the gathering, but it was instead a meeting to attempt to solve this new and very stressful problem."
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Time Travel Wish:
my discovery using the internet
in 2014 that continues today
An amateur science experiment in time travel communication; conducted with hope and successful before it was created (the instant (concept) it was produced).
Validated by the experimenter and validated by The Team to have been successful. Contact by full communication was achieved on 04.26.2018.
As a prescience discovery, I cannot get anyone to look. I have no collegiate credentials. No career. No friends. A family that ignores all that has happened to me. A world of hopeless people who won't take the time to investigate both the amazing circumstantial and the physical evidence that indicates I have made the First Contact with an advanced race and I have made myself the target to validate to two separated timelines the successful transfer of matter into our timeline: Timeline B.
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