The End (continued) Ginny did as she was told , went upstairs and stared . Her navel told that after all she knew better than her old ignorant granny Henny Penny.
She grew up trusting the sympathetic cock-a-doodle-doos who held conferences and published nice reassuring reports that made Ginny Pinny feel safe and secure.They told the world :"Keep driving folks! Keep driving..."
Twenty years later she had two six year old of her own, a twin boy and girl. One day she suddenly told them:
"Go pack your things and be ready within the hour."---"What for?" they asked.
"We're moving to Mars, it's chicken run time ", their mother replied. ---"Why?"
"THEY made some small miscalculations. BIG CHICKEN CHOKING is coming up sooner than expected."
"What's BIG CHOKING?" ---"All living things dying."
"Who are THEY?" the kids asked.
"Them who know everything better", Ginny answered.
"Will the kids next door come too?"
"No ", their mother said ,"They didn't fulfill their carbon duties to keep Economy healthy for years.They are not among the chosen ones.
"And daddy?". " Never you mind, he's busy getting the cars on the flight, He'll get there."
"What's Mars like" the little boy asked.
"Red, what I know of and dusty", said mom.
"Can we bring out swimming stuff?"
"Sure.... do! We don't yet know if there will be any water, but never you mind now, hurry!and trust me.
THEY 'll know what to do" 
