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Martian School. Reading Ray Bradbury in Russia

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-           Yes, and that is really strange,   Nuclear war would mean   total annihilation, why would you return back   to perish?But they all returned to die.

 

-           The war with whom?   With us?

 

-           I guess that's the idea but   it is just shown as a Global War.   They all returned and   nothing could stop it. Mars rejected them.

 

- No, that's not that simple.   You said Mars transformed them.   They took something from it. Original Martians most likely   could   leave Mars for good but they   didn't . People   from Mars   still considered Earth to be their place.   They could not abandon it. So they went back. You know, in the Big War    here there were a lot of volunteers. A lot. People who were aged, who would have   never   been drafted- they still insisted on   going to war because   they felt a call. That call- that is what   people from Mars felt when they saw Earth burning.   But to hear   that call they had to embed something Martian as you said.

 

-           Right, I think you figured it out. At the end a family comes back to Mars from Earth in their own rocket   to   get away from war and they see the Martians   in the water. They had become ones.

 

  -    Nice book. And all of that in Ukrainian?

 

-   You know, I think Ukrainian is more appropriate here because it is a language of   a song. The book is like a song, really.    Our folks here,   those drunken guys at the bar and   all those railway folks   around- they are all Ukrainians, right. Can you imagine them    being Martians?

 

We looked around as if we were there for the first time. Smoke filled the hall and it seemed even darker from the chandelier up there.   We did not see the people, only shadows in the fog and heard the train   signals   as if those were the rockets called to     launch. Someone was playing an accordion on the platform and the words of the song seemed to   float around us, so one --by-one we started to murmur it in Ukrainian:

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