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Time Capsule                                                                         Marios Falekos 5G







           Many people put things in a time capsule so that it   beautiful bracelet. And then a gift he gave me when I
           may be found after many years. I have done so as   was very young. A kukri knife; also from Burma. It has
           well, but instead of putting things from my time, I   and inward curved blade which has been aŽected by
           have put things that date from even 70 years ago! I   the passing of time, as we can see some rust on the
           have mostly done this for my grandparents, as they   metal and the blade has become dull. The handle is still
           are old and can’t make their own capsule, whereas I   very beautiful though. It is made of cherry blossom
           have plenty of time.                wood, and on it a Œght is depicted, with tiny men holding
           To begin with, I decided to put one of my grandfather’s   weapons. My grandpa always said it has a hidden
           favorite photos. The photo depicts him and the rest of   meaning, which he has yet to understand.
           his squad, in Egypt, during World War Two, when he   In the time capsule I also put a woven cloth my
           was serving in the British Military. They have mud on   grandmother once made. Made from the Œnest silk,
           their faces, wounds all over their bodies, their uniforms  it depicts a deer, with big antlers, standing on a rock
           are torn, and they have ammunition over their shoulder.  underneath an apple tree, drinking water from a tiny
           We can also see my grandfather’s best friend, Phillip   current, while the sun in the background is setting on the
           Douglas, with his hand over my grandpa’s shoulder.   skyline of the glistening waters of the Mediterranean Sea.  I lifted the box up in my shaking
           What the most curious is though, is that they’re   The Œfth and last object I have put in the time capsule   hands. This was it. I closed the lid
           smiling and laughing. I hope that one day I will be   is my favorite book, “The Odyssey”. A huge book, with   slowly, forcing my hands to close
           optimistic enough to be happy in any situation.                            it, but I couldn’t. Sighing lightly I
                                               a leather binding, and some drawings engraved on   opened the box, gazing at the
           My grandfather also told me to put something he had  the side. The book is in both Ancient and Modern   contents.

           brought from Asia, Burma; again while he was serving   Greek, but there is a vintage feel to it.
           with the Brits, The Œrst one is a piece of jewelry. It has                 At the very top was a necklace,
           some big red stones, along with small white pearls, on   That is all I have put in the time capsule. I really do   a very old one at that. The silver
                                               hope that one day someone Œnds it.
           a string that holds them together. It isn’t very fascinating               chain had been dulled by time and
           on it’s own, but in the darkness the red stones create                     the clasp is hardly intact. The heart
           an awe-aspiring light, and that’s what make it a   by Panayiotis Hadjicostis 2G  pendant attached to it has lost
                                                                                      its bright red colour, now only a
                                                                                      sad faded red. You can tell from
                                                                                      the intricate design on the chain,
           What I put in my time capsule may end up being an idea  As I said before, I will also place a special gift given to   that it was old; the three silver
           that no one will notice, but on the other hand may change  me in the capsule. The special gift is a painting given   strands weaving in and out of
           the future or help others understand the past and me.   to me by my grandpa when I was 4 years old.  The   each other, almost as if they are
           In my time capsule I have decided to put a photo, a   painting is of Santa Claus skiing in a wonderful,   in a contests to see how can get
           childhood toy, something from my school bag, a   peaceful and snowy place.  The reason it is so special   all the way around Œrst. They
           special gift and my favourite book. The photo I put is a   is because it is something to remember him by, as he   never stop of course, the endless
           special one to me it was one of my family’s photo as a   unfortunately passed away 5 years ago. He loved to   circle they are conŒned to, a
           family, before my parents got divorced.  It’s at my little   paint and he was an amateur painter but I really liked   small area. They just keep going
           brother’s christening where me, my brother, my dad and   his paintings.  Of course, you might say that it’s special   around and around, on an
           my mum are formally and beautifully dressed. The photo   to me but, I want the future generation to be as amazed   endless voyage to nowhere. The
           was taken with a Polaroid camera. I am sure cameras by   as I am with my grandfather’s paintings and that’s the   only attraction on their route is
           then will change, so maybe it will be interesting for the   reason I placed it in the capsule.    the tattered crimson pendant.

           future to see what good quality photos were at my time.  The last thing I placed in my capsule is my favourite   The next is a pinecone. It’s quite
           The childhood toy I placed, is a stuŽed monkey I was   book which is ‘King Leonidas of Sparta and the legendary   random, at least for now. They’re
           given by a doctor in Israel, so I wouldn’t be afraid when   battle of the 300 and Themopylae’. The reason I loved   cutting them all down, you see,
           I had an eye surgery at just 2 years old. I really loved   this book so much is that I have always loved to read   all the trees. The pinecone is a
           that monkey and would always feel safe when it was   about the Ancient Greeks and because I admired their   dark mahogany colour, with
           near me. Of course when I got older I passed it on to   bravery as they went outnumbered to war, even though   streaks of lighter brown on its
           my younger brother and now to my capsule.  they knew they were risking their lives but they only   little wooden petals.  I breathe in
                                               cared about defending their country. I want the future
           The other thing I placed is something from my school   to see what being brave and loving your country means.  its smell, of forest in a rainy day,
           bag - a boxing glove key-ring to be exact.  I wanted to                    maybe the Œrst day of spring?
           place this in the capsule just so people can see my   I hope one day my capsule will help people see history   I don’t know anymore. It Œts
           obsession with boxing and how it was something   and understand my generation and try to improve   perfectly into my hand as I pick
           important to me. Through boxing I have learnt that   things the right way.  it up and twirl it around. A little
           one has to Œght and be strong in order to gain things                      speck of dust –ies oŽ it and lands
           and this is my message to the future.  by Stefanos Messitis 2J             on to the picture.
                                                                                      The picture is grainy, black and
                                                                                      white and frayed at the edges.
                                                                                      It shows a –ower, a rose. I don’t
                                                                                      know what colour it was but in
                                                                                      the picture it is one of the darker
                                                                                      shades of black. Contrasting
                                                                                      with the white background.
                                                                                      Even without colour the petals
                                                                                      look full of colour, full of life.
                                                                                      The paper is soft and crumbles
                                                                                      lightly under my touch, afraid to
                                                                                      ruin the yellowing picture I place
                                                                                      it back with the others.

                                                                                      by Erin Timur 2J






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