We Are Under Attack!

Apparently aliens think it their duty to destroy mankind.  We mustn't let this happen.  As an example I will recall for you this true story of a school bus ride that I had on my way to school in my younger years:
There we were, not thinking about much, rather focusing on the Gameboy.  The game itself was fun, but in no way would it have been the optimal lead in for what was next.  There came a loud humming sound overhead, it was all the more louder because we were out in the valley somewhere on a gravel road, with the bluffs creating immense echoes, and all of a sudden the bus driver yelled "All those under the seventh grade get down and stay hidden, the rest of you, it is time to assemble, and I know you don't know what is happening, but there is no time to prepare."  All of us who were in the seventh grade and above all formed a line to the front of the bus as we waited for the driver's next action.  All of a sudden there were crazy loud earth shaking thuds all around us, and as I glared out the windows I could see debris flying everywhere with craters the sizes of boulders all around.  The bus driver began to open a compartment under his seat, and as it opened we all became wide eyed, but it did not last due to the continued bombardment of the bus.  The back of the bus had gotten hit by one of the blasts, and as a result, it was completely torn off, with a result of several injuries to some of the high school kids. What was in the supply stash though was our only hope.  It seemed to be a mixture of rocket launchers and more rocket launchers.  There were plenty for everyone, but the problem was getting out of the bus without being blasted in order to use them.  This is where planning came into place.  We had one person next to each window, and three lined up in the back where there was nothing, and then the bus driver put the bus into reverse and slowly backed up about twenty feet.  It was perfect, we were all able to get clear shots at the large oval shaped ship flying above us.  We started in order with firing, from the two in the front windows, until the people in the back had fired.  Upon entering our second round of bombardments, we had the remaining students with rockets exit the bus and take cover by trees and get in firing position.  The bombardments of both the student and the aliens stopped for a moment, then the students all fired at once, causing a massive hole in the ship where the rockets all mostly hit.  The strange thing was, they still weren't firing anymore.  Then the bus driver saw their plan and yelled, "Coral onto the bus, I have more stuff to use."  So what happened next was we loaded onto the bus and all traded in rockets, save for three students in case of emergency, for automatic rifles.  We were now prepared with two students per window, and six in the back, three of them with rockets.  It was time to take out their "sneak" ground assault.  They tried to jump us from over a hill, but they were no match, the driver hauled it double time in the bus and even proceeded to take three of them out by running them down.  No more ammo, so what happened next was quite stunning; the bus driver pulled out his secret lightsaber and proceeded to use a combination of the saber and the force to easily annihilate the remaining attackers.  I won't go into the details of that because I'm sure you all have an idea of that.  After the aliens proceeded to beam all of their troops aboard and leave, the bus driver had us all sit in our seats and not be too loud until we got to school.  Thank God for bus drivers.

"You Must Construct Additional Pylons."

Shawn Davis