And this, AshleyZ, is what we used to hang onto the apple-sized moon while we landed the mini astronauts and their tiny spaceship on it!

A Day Without Nuclear Fusion, Ladies XL, Serene Green

I remember living in CA in 6th - 8th grade and having bomb drills. The sirens would go off and under the desks we'd go, covering our heads with our arms and our butts sticking up in the air. Yep, laminated particle board a foot over your head will protect you from The Bomb!